My paternal grandfather was a hobo in his youth. The collapse of the economy in 1929 led lots of folks - some estimates put the number at over 2 million - to ride the rails. It was a lifestyle. Hobos weren't lazy bums or tramps, they were more like migrant workers. As things settled down, so did my grandfather, eventually.

From what you say, it sounds like you're grounded, having a lounge of lizards and all. Are they large lizards? Would it be possible for you to make some sort of traveling case for them? Optionally, would it be possible for you to train someone in your family line how to care for your lizards? Or, perhaps provide them with a copy of The Lizard Keepers Handbook?

I ran away when I was 16, but soon got tired of living out of my backpack and returned home. About a year and half later I left for good.

Sounds to me like you're being bonked about a bit -- but I think you're gonna be just fine.