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Hanging Around Town
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by Scott Gilbertson
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Thursday, 12 September 2019
Athens has always been a good town to come back to. It's something of a joke among those of us who've been coming and going for decades now. Most of my friends in Athens have left for somewhere else at least once, many have left more than that, but most seem to find their way back here again too.
I thought about this a good bit as we walked around town, exploring what's left of the Athens I once enjoyed.
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It's always interesting to take the kids to places I've been and see how they react, how they like it. They don't have any history to get in the way of enjoying it as it is now, which helps me figure out if a place really has started to suck, or if it's just me.
The kids don't remember downtown Athens before it was all chain restaurants and banal, new-construction high rises. They love walking around downtown Athens the same way they love walking around downtown San Miguel de Allende, downtown San Francisco, or downtown New Orleans. I don't anymore though, try as I might to see it through their eyes.
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I came to Athens for the first time in 1996 and moved here for good in 1999. I left for a few years in 2002. Came back in the 2005. Left for a couple more. Came back in 2007. Stayed a decade that time, which is as long as I've lived anywhere since I moved out of my childhood home.
In that decade things changed in Athens. Things are always changing, but this time things changed more than usual. California came to Athens.
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It's the same story everywhere, a handful of greedy people sell out their town to highest bidder, which is inevitably wealthy refugees from California[^1]. In Athens it was, as far as I can tell, a semi-senile mayor and a handful of real estate developers who did the damage[^2]. Whatever the case it's done. It'll be decades before the pendulum of wealth swings back the other way, and then decades more before it gets back near the balanced center, where it was when I first arrived in 1996.
When we left in back 2017 I didn't figure we'd ever come back. Visit sure, but hang around for any length of time? Probably not. It'll be years before the housing market crashes back down to sane levels. House prices are currently well out of the price range of staff writers. Houses in our old neighborhood sell for well over half a million dollars (do I wish I still had ours? Not even a little bit).
Still, an opportunity came up for us to spend a few months around here and, after talking it over for ten minutes, we took it. So we're going to hang around our old home town for Autumn, maybe Winter too.
The key to living on the road is learning to deal with the uncertainty. You never knowing where you'll be in two weeks, which is both freeing and stressful. To cope with it you need to act slowly, and be able to turn midstream as it were because things will very rarely turn out as you plan.
In some ways I think much of my travel strategy is something I read once in poker book: be selective, but be aggressive. That is, do not play many hands in poker, but when you do, play them aggressively. In travel terms that means spend a lot of time making plans. Not plans you act on, just possibilities. Think things over, explore possibilities in your imagination. And I mean that literally. Sit in a chair, back straight, hands on your knees, breathe slow to relax, clothes your eyes and bring some ide a to mind and follow it out.
Part of the beauty of living on the road is that you have much more relaxed, quiet time than most people, which means you can think things through much more easily. You can have a lot of sit and thinks as my [favorite kids' show](https://www.sarahandduck.com/watch/) calls it. You can't be selective if you haven't considered all the options. So you consider as many as you can.
But then when it is time to act, you must act decisively and without hesitation because you have to commit. Once you jump, you can't unjump. Sometimes you have to correct your course on the way down, sometimes you go oh shit and start flapping your arms. Sometimes you hit the ground hard. It happens. But this is just a metaphor so you pick yourself up, dust off, and carry on. Usually. And you have to be okay with any and all of the outcomes. Otherwise, this is probably not a lifestyle that's going to make you happy.
We've spent a lot of time in the sit and think stage of late. We've been trying to figure out what comes next for us for the better part of year now and we've been all over the map. We've put significant effort into lots of different imaginary plans, all of which were appealing for a time, but none of which drove us to actually take that decisive step forward and commit.
The ones that stick out range from the obvious, continuing to travel in the bus, to the less obvious, like moving to the Yucatan. We had another plan that would have seen Corrinne running a small school in Costa Rica. We considered living on the coast of Serbia, which then somehow led us to consider living in a remote village in Alaska, and then a small town in Nevada.
Then we thought no, let's buy a boat, or maybe an Airstream, or maybe a smaller Travco. There were other ideas in there I can't remember now, and those are just the ones we were semi-serious about. Not that we could actually have made all these things happen. There are all sorts of technical and financial hurdles to overcome in all those plans, but when you're just having a sit and think you don't have worry about details, rather you worry about whether or not it feels right.
If it does feel then you move on to practical things. Maybe (probably) it turns out you don't have the money for a boat. Okay, scratch that off the list. Or you make a longer term plan to get the money you need. And so on.
Like I said, you have to be willing to think things over, consider every possibility. There comes a time to act though. In my experience the universe will present you with an opportunity to move in some direction you've been considering. I try not to think of these things as *suggestions* from the universe. Just because an opportunity comes doesn't mean you *should* take it, just that *hey here's something that will help you do X if that's what you think you should do*.
For us, right now that opportunity was to hang around Athens GA for a while. It's not our whole plan, but it's a step in the direction we want to go. So you go. One step at a time.
[^1]: They're wealthy by every standard of wealth save those of California.
[^2]: And let's not forget complacent constituents like myself who could have gone to some city council meetings and made an effort to stop said developers and mayor. While it would most likely have been ineffectual it would have been worth a try if Athens were a place worth fighting for to you. For me, I take it, it was not. Because I did not. I prefer to move on rather than resist.
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