I’ve been so busy, I completely abandoned blog posts for six months. In that time, I went to ten different countries, bought a motorbike and learned to ride it, and made a few websites.
People are always telling me how lucky I am to do what I do. A lot of it’s about luck, sure, but it’s also a lot of work. Here’s how I make it happen.
Feeling adrift in Istanbul, a city of minaret spires and sludgy coffee that spans two continents. More rambling on “home” when you’re a vagabond.
How landed myself in a Thai jail and came out on top: more stories of stress and madness from one of the world’s hottest, maddest cities.
I spent a month slow-travelling through Southeast Asia’s broken places. My tales of losses, gains, and high-powered automatic rifles amid the chaos.
It’s my first-time ever in Asia, and I’m a little homesick. This is a new feeling for me, but it’s been a long time since I’ve been somewhere so utterly foreign.
Mexico has long been one of my most beloved places, and I can never entirely put my finger on why. But it’s something to do with its colour and vibrancy.
I’ve recently come to the realization that I do everything in a rather unorthodox way. Somehow, it all works, and I’m intensely happy.
This whole world-tour business is pretty intense. I’ve travelled a lot, but it still trips me up sometimes. Here’s how I’m staying sane, so far.
Short answer: no. Long answer: Hey! I’m in México now! Don’t worry, I’m still working as much as always, I’m just a little bit warmer now.