If the course of your life dictates that you should abandon the sinking of your roots into a spot of earth, then you will become a traveler. Wanderer. Hobo. Vagrant. A member of those who are on permanent vacation.

But, by what method shall you travel?

The wealthy practitioners of constant relocation sometimes choose watercraft. Yachts and sailboats of varying luxury that glide on the tumultuous waters across the blue planes of our planet, setting anchor and temporary residence in the ports of nations far and wide.

Some choose private jets stocked with booze, upholstered in fine leather, and staffed by pilots. They soar across the sky with incredible speed from destination to destination, stopping for fuel, entertainment, and hedonism.

Others ride the roads and highways in motorized homes filled with all the comforts of suburbia. Their wheels take them to the edges of the maps, following the spiderweb of roads that crisscross continents.

And others ride the Shoeleather Express on an endless journey.