I love books. I always have. The only thing about reading is I mostly borrow or reserve books from public library.
Determined to read the original nonfiction book after watching the American movie Nomadland, I made a library reservation three months ago. My enthusiasm for the book grew when I found out nineteen persons were queuing for the book in front of me. Oh, it's going to be a powerful and highly entertaining book, I rhapsodized.
And it is.
That's a provocative story of Linda May, and that of other wandering tribe cutting expense of stick-and-brick dwelling, hitting the road to live in "wheel estate"- vans, secondhand recreational vehicles, school buses, pickup campers, trailers, and plain old sedans. Many of these carefree Americans didn't like the label "homeless"; they refer themselves, quite simply, as "houseless".
The award-winning journalist Jessica Bruder did a wonderful job of chronicling the new human tribe. For one thing, Bruder might soon find an emerging tribe of nomads hitting the road: Hong Kong citizens leaving and emigrating. Homeless, but not houseless.
