A friend sent me on a list of blogs he thought I’d like last week. Boy, was he right. He sent me into a deep rabbit hole of blogs and sites that I accidentally got lost in for way too long. One of the sites he recommended was Cabin Porn. The title’s a little racy (my sister wasn’t too keen on opening it at work!), but it’s pretty wholesome. It’s a collection of photographs of cabins, both inhabited and deserted, from around the world.
Most of the cabins are fairly isolated from the rest of the world. They remind me of camping, or of what I think a roadtrip across the midwest might be like.
Looking at each of them gave me this really strong longing to be out in the middle of nowhere, all by myself. That feeling has crept in every few months for the last year or so. Maybe it’s because we live in a city now; the houses are so close to each other and we always have neighbors around. Even when we go to the countryside, there is almost always a cottage or house out in the distance.
When I was in college, I spent a summer working at a summer camp in northern Minnesota. One day, I borrowed a friend’s car and drove aimlessly for hours. Luckily, my sense of direction is pretty good, and I made my way back okay, but just the feeling of driving and looking at new views was so refreshing.
This year, I even asked Michael if we could take a road trip during our summer travels. I was shooting for that open road feeling, with only a paper map as our guide. I wanted something old fashioned and adventurous (but flat, I’m not the biggest fan of winding through mountain roads). I’m not entirely sure we’ll get open road driving between Chicago and Peoria and Cincinnati but maybe Michael will let us take a few detours and get a little intentionally lost!
Have any road trip or cabin dreams you’ve been harboring? Tell me that tree house with fairy lights doesn’t have you packing your bags immediately!
