Tag: lifestyle

  • Digital Nomad Interviews

    Since our nomad journey began two years ago, we’ve had the honor of being featured in a number of digital nomad interviews in podcasts, news sites and magazines. I remember binge-watching and reading these types of interviews in the early days as we prepared for our “big trip” with the family. It’s a bit surreal…

  • August Nomad Income Report 2016: The Rebound

    Life Update (Where the Money Went) Our August Nomad Income Report shows a nice rebound from our July drawdown. We spent the month in Zagreb and lived like locals. No big trips or crazy adventures, just exploring the city a bit and meeting up with other nomad families. Months like these help us stay grounded and…

  • How to Convince Your Partner to Travel

    “I really want to be a digital nomad, but my wife/husband/boyfriend/girlfriend isn’t convinced. What do I do?” This is one of the questions I’ve seen most often in nomad forums, and I’m answering it from the perspective of the partner who needed some persuading. David was raised in a military family, and the mobile lifestyle comes…

  • Where Are You, Gary? Have You Killed Anyone Yet?

    It was Valentines’ Day. David and I didn’t have plans, but that wasn’t unusual. Holiday celebrations are a luxury of the settled. We’d spent the past three months so disoriented by this land of opposites, by driving on the wrong side of the road and by Christmas in the summertime, that holiday traditions felt like…

  • Conversations: Gypsy Bar

    One evening, I had drinks with a black friend at a gypsy pub at the foot of the mountain. I say black because it would matter, when he said, unprovoked, “What some people don’t understand is that the whites came and built everything. Some black people just want to take it all without working. They…

  • Dear Aboda: The Carousel of Houses Part IV

    The money they suddenly wanted to charge us is more than David makes in a month. On that restless night in windy Vredehoek before we finally moved into the mansion, David and I had been asleep when the agent called from Seattle. She wanted to confirm our move the next day. From the bedroom I…

  • The Carousel of Houses: Part III

    In the afternoon we sat together on the couch, waiting to move again. Including hotels, it would be the fifth and hopefully final move in two months. We fanned ourselves in an amicable silence. We don’t always analyze our fights anymore, at least not right away. Before Spencer, we performed constant maintenance. Ours was a…

  • The Carousel of Houses: Part II

    Green Point, where we’d been living, is an upmarket little neighborhood that slopes gently up from the beach. Cool breezes dry the sweaty foreheads of its residents as they enjoy sundowners on their porches, and there is little real wind there. In Vredehoek, where we moved the next day, you are perched upon the steep…

  • The Carousel of Houses: Part I

    On New Year’s Eve, David was in the middle of his nightly relaxation routine, putting a rack of ribs on the barbeque, when we got a call from the rental agency woman. “I just wanted to make sure you found accommodations for tomorrow,” she said. “I wouldn’t want you to be homeless!” We were supposed…

  • Nannies: The Thaw

    My paranoia about A’idah kidnapping Spencer got worse and worse. Every day, I’d be in a good mood when she arrived in the morning and a black mood when she left to go home. I was surprised to acknowledge, however, that I didn’t dislike A’idah. In fact, she and I got along wonderfully all day,…