I have a lot of nice stuff. I have a painting of a peacock feather, all gold and blue and tiny jewels, that I plucked from a windswept art fair at Burning Man the first year I went by myself. I have a curvacious photo that I took, developed, and printed myself, of the naked...

I wanted movement and not a calm course of existence, I wanted excitement and danger and the chance to sacrifice myself for love. I felt in myself a superabundance of energy which found no outlet in quiet life. -- Leo Tolstoy, "Family Happiness" The story of Chris "Alexander Supertramp" McCandless has inspired hundreds of vagabonders...

As a vagabonder, and a woman, I sometimes reflect on how it is I ended up feeling like a Vagabonder in the first place. Especially since it has caused a lot of difficulties in my personal relationships...being the one who's always on the go means being the one who's always leaving people behind. As vagabonders,...