Sometimes I return to a city for the weather.
Sometimes I return to a city for the culture.
Sometimes I return to a city to visit friends and family.
They’re all good reasons… and none of them were why I went back to Portland in March.
No, I went back to Portland to eat.Continue Reading →
Just a quick post today to let you know about a big three-day sale called The Paradise Pack that I’m a part of. It’s a bundle of 12 guides and courses that will help you achieve your goals, save money on travel and provide tools to let you work from anywhere in the world, including my tech guide for digital nomads, Hammocks and Hard Drives.
The website went live a few minutes ago, and for the next 72 hours you can pick up the pack for just $97 (that’s a saving of over seven hundred dollars!). Even better, $10 from every sale is going to Pencils of Promise to help build a school for kids in Guatemala. Great resources for you, and a school for kids in Central America. Awesome.Continue Reading →
“What the hell?”
The bus lurched to a stop, passengers scrambling over each other to press their faces against the grimy windows. Sweat dripped from my forehead as the fickle breeze disappeared, while loud voices competed with distorted hip-hop from a dozen mobile phones.
In my exhausted state I could understand little of the heavily-accented Creole, but eventually a single word started to make itself heard over and over again.
A few people snapped photos on their phone as the bus eventually started to move, police waving the traffic on past what looked like a bundle of clothes in the middle of the road. Drawing closer, I realised that what I’d thought was discarded clothing was nothing of the sort.
The body of a man lay face-up on the highway, the broken remains of a motorbike scattered up and down the road. Thick, dark blood lay pooled around his head and body, baking in the heat of a tropical morning. The white towel over his face explained why I couldn’t hear the wail of an approaching siren.
There would be no point calling this man an ambulance.
The murmurs from other passengers increased in volume as we passed, that single word being passed around like a football once again.
Dead.Continue Reading →
For someone with a history degree, I really didn’t know much about the Mayans before I arrived in Mexico. I mean, it’s not like they’d exactly had a huge impact on my home country of New Zealand – but you could say the same about the Greeks, Romans and Egyptians, and god knows I spent enough time studying the minutiae of what they got up to.
I was vaguely aware of a few stereotypes – ball games, fondness for animal and human sacrifice, a well-known calendar – but knew little detail. The few pictures I’d seen of Mayan pyramids didn’t seem that impressive compared to those that housed the pharaohs, and all in all, I just didn’t expect to be particularly wowed by the historical sites on the Yucatan peninsula.
And then, well, I went to them.Continue Reading →
Mexico gets a bad rap, especially from the news media. As I discovered during six months in the country, however, it’s almost entirely undeserved.Continue Reading →
So, remember how I published a book in February? Well, if you’ve been putting off picking up a copy, procrastinate no longer – because it’s FREE this week!
Until Saturday 12th April, you’ll be able to download a copy of Hammocks and Hard Drives: The Tech Guide for Digital Nomads for Kindle from any Amazon store. If you don’t have a Kindle, it’s no problem – just read the book using the Kindle app or in your web browser instead.Continue Reading →
“Please come this way.”
The young immigration officer ushered me towards an open door, his immaculately-polished shoes squeaking slightly on the waxed airport floor.
“Is there a problem?” I asked, as innocently as possible.
“Maybe. Maybe not.” The officer’s face gave nothing away, but I already suspected that my afternoon was about to get a whole lot worse.
A few minutes later, it did.Continue Reading →
As you may have noticed, things have been a bit quiet around here lately.
I mean, it’s not like I hold myself to a rigorous posting schedule these days, but even for me, two posts and a couple of photos in a month is pretty lax. The good thing, I guess, is that I have an excuse… and for a change, it’s a pretty decent one.
You see, even though I’ve been living a few hundred metres from the Caribbean Sea for the last month and dining on delicious street food every day (tacos de arrachera and tortas de cochinita pibil have changed my life), I’ve been spending all day, every day in my apartment or hunched over my laptop in a local coffee shop.
Why, you may rightly ask? Why on earth would I inflict such punishment on myself?
Well, you see, it’s because I’ve been writing a book.Continue Reading →