I am searching for an awesome teacher to teach the Pre-K through 2nd grade kids in my classroom. This is not your average position, however, because if you choose to apply you will be applying to run away with the circus!
That’s right, I am a school teacher that lives and travels on the train with The Greatest Show On Earth - Ringling Brothers and Barnum & Bailey Circus! If you’re interested in living rent-free on the circus train, seeing the country is a unique way, and teaching the greatest kids on earth, just apply at the link below! I know this is the perfect position for someone out there, help me share it to find that person! I’m not sure how much publicity this will get, but since I’ve exhausted all other forms of social media it’s time to hit tumblr. Help me out, people!
People say that life is beautiful because it is fleeting. Well, parts of my past are beautiful because they are no longer my present. I quit while I’m ahead. I’m gone before the novelty is. I’m only there for the honeymoon. Surely I’m missing out on potential happiness, but not as much as I’d be missing out on if I stayed.
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So I rode 1,000+ miles on my bicycle, through back country and swampland, across bridges and beaches, pounding pavement and dirt until I made it from Pittsburgh, PA to Atlanta, GA. It was one of the greatest experiences of my life, and a hugely thrilling adventure. I told some of my stories on here, and kept some to myself, but only until I find a friendly ear.
Unfortunately, long distance tours take money, and I have run out. I needed a job but wasn’t through with adventure, so I did the only sensible thing to do - I joined the circus.
I’ve just boarded the circus train as Ringling Bros. and Barnum & Bailey’s newest teacher. You don’t often think it, but these performers and modern-day miracles have children with them while they travel, and children must be taught! So here I am in a classroom on wheels traveling cross-country on the tracks, teaching children of all ages every subject. Many teachers refer to their classrooms as a circus and I’ll now do the same, although perhaps in a slightly more literal sense.
This is my newest adventure, and though I will fill journals with my pen, I’m afraid none of it will make it here to tumblr. Understandably, the circus has a very strict confidentiality policy that I must adhere to. So save a picture from my traveling window now and again, the stories I gather will not make it online.
Wish me luck and wish me well. I’ll soon be in a town near you, so don’t hesitate to get in contact. I’m sure I’ll have a story or two to share face-to-face. I look forward to hearing about all your own adventures! Start having them and don’t stop!
To quote Benjamin Button about coming home: “It’s a funny thing about comin’ home. Looks the same, smells the same, feels the same. You’ll realize what’s changed is you.” And when other long-term travelers talk to each other, they talk about this. And everyone’s conclusion is eerily the same: Home is wonderful but it feels very different and, in some ways, no longer home. You’ve changed. You are different but life back home isn’t. Often times it feels like it was frozen while you were away only to defrost right when you return. When you try to express that to your friends, they simply can’t relate and don’t understand.
When you tell your friends about your trip, they’re interested at first but the more details you give, the more their eyes glaze over. They just want an easy answer. Because the more you go on, the more you just make them a) a bit jealous, b) think they haven’t done as much and c) bored. Any long-term traveler who has come home and talked about his/her trip can testify to eyes glazing over after five minutes. And so when you have this angst about being home, it’s hard for anyone but other travelers to understand. Because it’s a feeling without any words. “Weird” or “surreal” or “unstimulating” are usually the best that we can use to describe it but never fully conveys our thoughts. When you talk to another traveler though, you don’t need words. They just understand. They’ve been through it too.
The real shock of coming home is just simply being able to cope with being home. Adjusting back to your culture doesn’t take long. Within a short time, you’ll get back into your groove and remembering the little things you loved. But dealing with leaving the constant movement of the travel lifestyle can take much, much longer and be much, much harder of a shock to deal with.