You’d be surprised at all the people we talk to who are so eager to hear about our journey. Especially our hosts. They truly have been our respite each night, providing us with warm showers to wash the dirt off, hearty and accommodating meals, a place to rest our aching bodies, and stories of their lives and how they grew up. Each home or community center we enter is unique. Whether that be with chicken coops, giant handmade wind chimes, compost bins, camper vans, peaceful views, bird feeders, barn board staircases, ceramic mugs that mold to your hand, or wild raspberry bushes in the backyard. Everyday I am so grateful for their generosity and hospitality. The different ways they all live their lives inspires me and allows me to reflect on my own life.