From homeless to transient.

Hi there and welcome to my first ever blog.

Let's begin with the basics. 

   My name is Ashely Keeno-Wells, I am 22, and I live in my Dodge Durango with my husband. It's not exactly something we planned. I see on youtube a lot of people who just left their old life and decided to live in a van, but that is not the case on my part. Though it did inspire me to start a blog of my own. I used to live in California, my birth state, until i met my husband. Jonathan wells, my German Liebe (love). We met in Lakeport Ca 2014, a dump of a town, tho it is a million times better than its sister town clearlake. A lot of the same people all on drugs, and not fun type like weed, molly, shrooms, acid, coke, Ecstasy, you get it. The drugs people alive in the 60s would highly recommend, but not Heroine or meth, never those. Although there was this one time.... But we'll circle back to that story. No this town was like many others, hidden away in the mountains, mostly filled with retired vets and junkies. I was brought to this place with my mother(another lousy story for a better time, don't worry shes alive but... different) and her boyfriend when i was 18, never really gained the skills to live on my own. But it wasn't all that bad.

   I would say the best part about that town would be the scenery and of course my husband. It is quite a lovely place for photography, hiking, and all types of out door activities. Walking in the mountains is the only thing i miss out there, and my JIB crew mates. First town I've lived where i ran over a deer, well not me but my husband, when he was just my boyfriend. That's really what you get driving down hwy 101 and many of the other paved roads in Lake county, dead animals. Exceptionally not the back roads, tho I've had this shadowy feeling that if someone were to hit a deer in the dimly lit and even more dimly secured roads they would take it home. Very odd people with even more pick up trucks. But San Francisco was only about 2 hours away, and Fort Bragg only an hour and a half. If you aren't familiar with Fort Bragg it is very b-e-a-utiful. Driving on Hwy 1 right on the coast, windows down, subs blasting, cigarette smoke flowing, and the view of the ocean going into a distant nothingness of sky and water as the sun hides away to the other side of the world has to be the best part of California. Escaping Lakeport for the day or weekend, were the highlights in my relationship. 

   He worked at a grocery store down the street from my house. And that is where our story began, but trust me our story had the biggest bumps, twists, and turns, in the beginning. But again ill get back to that. I never talked to him, except when i was buying my items, always sure to get in his line knowing i wasn't going to spark up a conversation but still happy to see him see me, and talk to me. No, i never talked to him, that is until my sister moved to this shitty town with her son, who i believe was 3 at the time. She never has problems talking to guys. But if not for her I probably would not be married right now.

   Before i met him i have never been out of California, except Texas, i did go there for about a year when I was a younger. So much fun, loved it very much. But since we met I've been to:Washington, Idaho(never again.),Colorado, Nevada, basically from Texas to Montana, staying to the left, OH! And Germany. Love Germany! I was in Berlin, Spandau for 3  amazing months and it was the best moment in my life, the food was just amazing, the drinking is dirt cheap, and the architecture is unlike anything in America. I got to meet his grandmother, who's is the cutest thing ever but tough, you do not want to be on the wrong end of her cane. 

  Staying in the car does get hard sometimes not wanting this from the start really put a lot of stress on us, until i found the transient community. It really put a light touch on our situation and changed our perspective of how we live. At the moment we are staying in Nevada, where not I, but my husband discovered a Youtuber named Hobo Ahle. Shes one of the people i mentioned earlier, who just decided to live in her car. But her videos were really helpful, they actually gave me a purpose to the life I was dreading so much. For 4 years i described myself as being homeless. Lowest of the low, i know the it could be worse. But it wasn't the life i had originally planned time and time again,  and not being fully prepared for it, caused too much drama in my relationship and person health. So i decided to embrace my situation and make the best of it. And being Transient aounds a hell of a lot better than being homeless, right? I feel it has a better ring to it.

   Now we are saving up to buy a van, if you haven't seen the van conversion videos on Youtube, i would definitely invite to do so. The homes people create with such a small about of space compared to a house is truly enlightening, and i hope to be apart of that. My mind has been swimming with so many ideas for our new life, and something more achievable than getting a house or an apartment and being locked in one location for however long.

    So I started this Blog, From homeless to Transient. If you don't know what transient means, allow me to shine a light. The Google definition is: lasting only for a short time, impermanent. But i like to view it as living without direction. Not exactly off grid, we still have to work and get our taxes, but going wherever we want to go without reason. Its like a permanent vacation, wherever we feel like going all we have to do is fill up the tank and get going. If we lived in a house or an apartment, there's a lot to prepare before you leave. Plus its a hell of a lot more expensive. Have you ever woke up with deer right beside your bed or elk roaming past your bedroom? I don't think so. 

  I honestly didn't think this was going to be that long of an introduction, but i hope you enjoyed it and i am hoping it to be the start of something that will not only be great for me but be an inspiration to anyone who has ever thought about doing anything of this sort. I want to encourage the better half of my life style but also make you aware of the stress and danger my life now holds. 

 *On to Another Adventure*