Everything I Own Is for Sale
I’m selling my car the day before I leave the country, because it’s both my biggest expense and the thing that pays for everything. What it’s like to turn a life into four totes and one number.
The Roof I Didn’t Sell
I climbed up, saw cedar shakes under a roof much older than the homeowner had been told, and drove home with nothing. Why integrity is a lot cheaper to maintain when your life is cheap.
Hanoi for First-Timers: Everything From Landing to Takeoff
Everything for your first trip to Hanoi, in the order you’ll need it: the e-visa, the airport, where to stay, what to eat and exactly where, what’s worth a morning, scams to dodge, a 3-day plan and what it all costs.
What Actually Made Me Stop Caring What People Think
Every article says to go travel alone and come back free. I did that, came home, and signed a lease on a store. What actually worked was failing in public and finding out nothing happened.
Crossing Into Panama: A Month on Isla Bastimentos
My Costa Rica visa was running out and I didn’t want to go home. So I took a bus, a border, another bus and a boat to Isla Bastimentos, where my whole job was making sure nobody ate dinner alone.
Why My First Solo Trip Was Costa Rica
I didn’t pick Costa Rica off a bucket list. I picked it because it was the path of least resistance: a spare bedroom in San José, a short flight home, and then ten weeks working at a hostel in Puerto Viejo.
- Essays | Money | Moving Abroad
How I’m Planning to Travel Full-Time on $12,000 a Year
My real budget for a full year abroad on $12,000: Albania, Georgia and Southeast Asia, the three levers that make it work, and where the plan could break.
What I Learned From Living Out of My Car
Ten months in a Nissan Altima between seasonal jobs at Yellowstone and Alta. The hard parts, the best nights of my life, and what it taught me about how little I need.
Why $4,000 a Month Stopped Feeling Like Enough
I went from about $1,500 a month to about $4,000 a month in Houston and ended up in the same place. Lifestyle inflation never feels like inflation.
Why I’m Leaving the United States
A failed business, a year in my car, a good career I couldn’t picture wanting, and the question that wouldn’t leave: if this all works, then what?
