Travel is Life | Nature is my Religion

I live in a different city every month, seeing the world as a Digital Nomad in my 30s. These are my stories, my emotions and reviews.

A few months ago I said no more to the mundane cush lifestyle of working from my home office, in my 3% interest rated mortgage home, with a set routine, couple friends and family close by. Everything was great, everything was pain-numbingly boring. Boring isn’t even the right word – whatever the opposite of adventure and excitement was, what some might call stability and security, just wasn’t the life I wanted any longer; probably for some time. And I was deathly afraid I would look back in 20 quick years and ask why didn’t I do something with my life? I didn’t know what that something was, nor do I really even today, but I knew where I was, doing what I was, wasn’t it.

So I hit the road. One that lead to anywhere but here, the place I’d known for pretty much my entire life. It was simultaneously uneasy and relieving to be able to fit my entire life into a couple black suitcases. And then I was off, into the unknown, into a sense of adventure I hadn’t felt in so long. Like stepping into the sun light on a cool day, I knew immediately that this is where I belonged.

I’m blessed to be in the position I am and have just enough courage, or senselessness, to be able to embark on this journey. One that I think is worth documenting, and in doing so be able to take all my friends and family along for the ride. Those rooting for me back at home and the many I would meet on the way. Journey on with me here as I live in a different city every month until I find one worth staying in longer, or grow enough as a person to call this chapter a triumph.

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This isn’t the travel blog where I tell you the best places to eat, or hippest bars in town,  there are a bunch of blogs that do that, but this isn’t one.

Although I will tell you about the places I visit and list the recommendations I receive, I’m really trying to understand what it feels like to live in the cities I go to. I’m feeling out the vibes as I walk down the street on a sunny morning. While biking home from a show on lonely, cold nights. I’m talking to strangers at the bar, and noticing the activity going on at parks, or lack there of. I’ll go for the local fish market over a Safeway, an overpriced food truck instead of the Applebees. I climb mountains and find waterfalls. I’m on a search for people and trees. All too often we describe a city by its tallest landmark or finest Italian restaurant, but a city is really its people and its nature. Join me on this adventure as I search for identity in a new city every month.