I recently passed the three-month mark as a digital nomad and felt compelled to commemorate the occasion by shedding some light on my current lifestyle and reflecting on my experience so far.
Continue reading “What I’ve learned after three months as a digital nomad”The hills are alive with the sound of no tourists
It might seem like a strange focal point in a place so heavily steeped in ancient history and mythology, but the high point of Athens for me is the hills (no pun intended). The lighter-than-usual tourist traffic (courtesy of the Covid-19 era) ain’t such a bad perk, either.
Continue reading “The hills are alive with the sound of no tourists”‘A’ is for anarchy
As a newly self-ordained digital nomad, I felt that my first order of business was to properly explore my Greek roots (being half Greek on my father’s side).
Continue reading “‘A’ is for anarchy”A foreigner’s guide to deregistering from Germany
As one would expect, transitioning into digital nomadism comes with its fair share of administrative obligations. Not my favorite kind of obligation, but it’s a minor inconvenience on the path to freedom.
Continue reading “A foreigner’s guide to deregistering from Germany”Carnival of horrors
Towards the end of the gloomy winter here in southwest Germany, I’m usually starved for telltale signs of spring: tulips and daffodils, birds singing before sunrise, earthworms scattered on the sidewalks (which I try my best not to decapitate), and the fresh scent of dirt in the warming air.
Continue reading “Carnival of horrors”Mall rat
As maids swept and dusted my room and hung my clean laundry from the trek in a flurry of activity around me, I realized I would have a hard time getting used to this in my normal life.
Continue reading “Mall rat”Precious cargo
Along with the driver we hired, Hassan accompanied us on the ride back to Skardu from Hushe. Also in tow was a random teenager from the village who had slept in too late, missing his earlier bus to the city to write his exams that started the next day.
Continue reading “Precious cargo”Mashabrum
Situated on the immediate outskirts of Central Karakoram National Park, the village of Hushe (part of Hushe Valley in the Ghanche District of Gilgit-Baltistan) is the stopover point for treks to Mashabrum and Gondogoro La.
Continue reading “Mashabrum”The long-ass road to Skardu
Entering the airport arrival hall in Lahore at 5 am, I was met with a sea of multicolored salwar kameez and not-so-discreet gazes from curious onlookers. Once Maida and her family appeared outside to whisk me away (and snap me out of my red-eyed trance), we headed directly to her home.
Continue reading “The long-ass road to Skardu”Prepping for Pakistan
Following my trip to Ethiopia in March, I had originally thought that my second “big trip” of the year would once again be Africa (i.e., Republic of Congo, for an exciting documentary project I’m involved in), but alas, the filming has been postponed for the time being.
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