While yes as many of the people in the book are introverts, as am I, we are all searching for happiness in our lives. I can relate with these stories because at heart I have and will always be a nomad. But it's kinda sorta too depressing to spend a whole credit on.Īlthough this book tends to focus on those forced into a nomadic lifestyle by financial hardships and my story is much different as I had no real worried is my static life as my home and car were both paid off in full. (And by the way, the nomads are HOUSELESS! Don't tick them off!) Karen White turns in a 50-50 performance as she always does (she butchered Daring Greatly she shone in Nothing to Envy)-sometimes she's on target, but sometimes her delivery is dry and robotic. It's just that it plays upon my deepest fear of being one illness away from homelessness. While Bruder's prose is sometimes lovely, and her depiction of the nomads is always gentle, I found the book to be somewhat frightening. We meet others, we meet depressing and challenging work environments, we meet jamborees where like-minded people come together.
Here, Bruder follows mostly Linda, a woman in her mid-60s, on her quest to find ways to make ends meet. Enter Nomadland, and all of that is turned on its head. It was winter, and an older couple was delighting in hitting the road, finding places where the older gentleman could be a Santa, and the older woman could work in a gift shop, all the time looking like a Mrs. I first ran across working nomads in a piece on CBS Sunday Morning.
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