Welcome everyone.
We're getting out. Jennifer, Clint and Maia Porritt have officially hit the road and this is a travel-blog of our family's escape from the big city.
Many of you have asked what’s next in our lives—the answer to which is “currently nothing”. Lately we’ve reflected on how our busy and cluttered lives have been at odds with the way of Jesus—too many distractions and way too much stuff. Therefore, we are planning to take a much needed rest from the busyness of life-in-general.
For an undetermined amount of time we are unplugging our lives here in Edmonton and taking to the open road for a period of Sabbath. We’ve sold our home, paid off our debts and re-tired the van. We plan to meander like hippies across Canada—first east, then west—stopping to site-see and people-watch, to camp in many beautiful places and to catch-up with scattered friends and family along the route. We are not leaving Edmonton permanently—at some point, perhaps in the fall, we will return to Edmonton and prepare for whatever adventure God has next in store for us. Until then, we’ll rest.
We expect that approximately half of you may think we’re completely crazy, while perhaps the other half will be almost convinced that maybe you too need a Sabbath. Whatever you’re thinking on the matter we are confident that your thoughts and prayers will go with us wherever we may wander.
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Friday, July 25th, 2008
This afternoon we visit Victoria’s stunning legislative buildings and are part of an excellent tour. Last night we made the decision to book a cabin in Port Renfrew for three nights. Our mixed reasoning roughly follows these strands of rationale:
- We’re getting just a little weary of camping. Funny how 72 days on the road, setting up a big ol’ tent so you can sleep in a puddle on a gravel pad can wear a body down.
- Jen hasn’t been feeling all that great.
- It’s a great time and place to celebrate the end of our journey. We’ve just spanned a continent in a not-so-souped-up ‘93 mini-van, sampled a whole lot of Canadian culture, dipped our toes in two opposing oceans and lived to tell the tale.
The road to Port Renfrew is a true marvel of human engineering: narrow, bumpy (think the road to Rundle Park in Edmonton), full of ever-changing road warnings and hairpin turns. It’s little wonder that none of us feel too healthy by the time we begin the climb that leads to a breathtaking summit and the Soule Creek Lodge.
