Eight days ago, something very non-nomadic happened. Something that wraps up the end of my nomad life, in fact. On January 5th, I took possession of a new house. Yes, I have a new permanent address. If you want to read all about the house and why I chose Albuquerque, click this link to go to my other blog. But this post is about why (after 3 years, 2 months, and 26 days) my nomad life came to an end. The nomad life was mostly amazing. I was able to see so much of the United States and the entire Western Hemisphere. Whenever the weekend came, I was already in my vacation spot, ready to summit new mountains and run new trails and explore new ruins and try new foods. I went places that I never, ever would have otherwise because they were easily accessed on the drive from one place to another, and because I had weeks and weeks to explore each region, rather than a typical six or seven day vacation. I made fun memories with all the friends who came to visit me in the most random places. I&
Virtually in America
Observations and adventures in the United States during my life as a digital nomad from October 2020 until January 2024