Martin Matanovic

October 19, 2025

Letters from Somewhere No. 109

Nordhofen Westerwald (Rheinland-Pfalz, Germany)

Four weeks have passed, and we actually would have moved on today. But not this Sunday, and not anymore this year. We're staying, and that's a good thing. I've rarely felt as comfortable in a place as I do here. This is the place to stop and reorganize myself.

We'd like to find something permanent in this area. A home of our own, a permanent base from which we can then explore the world. Having a permanent base was always the plan, but it's difficult to implement when we're often only in one place for four weeks. We underestimated that.

Staying longer in one place was an option, but never when we'd never been in an accommodation before. We always want to experience for ourselves what it's like to be there, not rely on other people's opinions, and not simply rent something blindly for a longer period and then possibly get stuck there frustrated.

I've been tired of traveling for some time now. Sometimes tired of life too. Often it was necessary to keep going because either we didn't like it enough to stay longer, or because we couldn't stay since the accommodation had been rented out again. This rhythm is now broken.

Recently I was standing on the terrace and saw a plane in the sky. I immediately had the thought: It's not time yet. The highest priority right now is to regain my strength. Only then can I set about finding a permanent base. And then we can plan further travels from there.

About Martin Matanovic

I work, travel and live in different places in Europe and write about it in this newsletter.