Tick tock, tick tock! Guillaume and I were still in a big rush to make it to Charlotte for the Tumbleweed workshop on November 7th, so, like our stop in New Haven, we had to breeze…

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Finding parking for the tiny house near D.C. was trickier than most of our other destinations. After failing to secure a driveway, we settled on Cherry Hill Campground, just north of the city. At $60 a…

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Tick tock, tick tock! Boston to Charlotte. Tick tock. Six Days. Tick tock. 863 miles. Most of the time our tiny house travel motto is: “Let’s play it by ear.” Guillaume and I prefer not…

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Our month long stay in Boston was only possible because friends. The first was Derek “Deek” Diedricksen, tiny house builder and shelter guru. He provided us with a driveway, hose and electricity and we in…

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It was my first time in Maine. We stationed the tiny house at the Disneyland of RV parks Bayley’s Camping Resort. The campground attendants actually led us to our campsite with a golf cart. Our…

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It was time to leave Atlantic Canada. Guillaume and I thoroughly enjoyed our tour, but the date was October 5th and we needed to head south or commit to an icy winter in New England.…

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After leaving Cape Breton, Guillaume and I traveled back down the belly of Nova Scotia and stopped off at Peggy’s Cove. There’s some interesting folklore surrounding Peggy’s Cove. One story states that a pretty young shipwreck…

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In one week, we traveled hundreds of miles and held five open houses, sleeping in a different parking lot every night and depending on Tim Horton’s for fuel (caffeine and Wifi). Halifax was the last stop on our open…

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After leaving Quebec, we hopped, skipped and a jumped through New Brunswick. Our open house tour had us scheduled to be in Fredericton on Friday evening, Moncton on Saturday morning and Halifax on Sunday. So it…

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Sometimes all you have is an afternoon to enjoy a city that deserves a weekend. That was the case for us and Quebec City. We parked at a campground just outside of Quebec City, and…

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On our first morning in Quebec, we patted our little pup on the head, stuffed pillows into our staircase so that she couldn’t climb into the loft unsupervised, left our campground and headed straight for…

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Our tiny house successfully crossed the border, and Guillaume and I began our two week open house tour through Quebec, New Brunswick and Nova Scotia, before returning to the USA via ferry.

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Crossing the border into Canada with a Tiny House is not always easy, but it helps if you speak the language.

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New York! Oh how I’ve dreamed of meeting you my entire life. And here we are: you with all your poise and prestige and me, with my tiny home. 

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“Welcome To Pennsylvania” the sign read, and underneath in small imaginary letters  it also said – “You’re Now Leaving the Mid West.” I’m from Illinois. I’ve traveled south for vacation and west for work, but…

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Do you have a relationship with your home? How about your childhood home? Well, I can honestly answer “yes” to both of those questions. Obviously I love my tiny home, but when I fall asleep…

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As some of you may know, Guillaume and I have been building a modified Cypress since last September. The build experience has been more of a marathon than a sprint, but I can finally say…

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We had a baby! Well… it feels that way. What I mean is, our tiny house emerged from the driveway and received her birth certificate. She is officially DMV registered as a coach trailer. License plate…

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