Prayer flags fluttering in front of snow-capped peaks? Huge glacial rivers carving out immense valleys in the mountains? A journey you take with your own two feet, where you can disconnect from technology and the stresses of everyday life?
Sounds good, right?
Those are just a few of the reasons you should go trekking to Annapurna Base Camp. Still need convincing? We’ve got 10 more great reasons below the break!
As I mentioned in 20 Lessons I’ve Learned From Visiting 20 Countries, international flights are cheap. But you gotta know where to look.
Here’s where I look.
As a digital nomad who works and travels simultaneously, my electronics gear is some of my most valued possessions in life. Well, maybe behind my trad climbing gear. But that doesn’t usually come with me on my trips.
This stuff does, and every bit of it makes my life on the road way easier:
How to pack for a weekend trip like a BOSS.
Last short trip I took, to Seattle, I flew with Frontier Airlines, one of our many top-tier domestic carriers here in the U.S. As it turns out, Frontier Airlines now charges for carry-on AND checked bags. The only thing which is free is your 8x14x18 “personal item,” a.k.a. whatever you can fit under your seat. This has probably been the case for a while, but I do most of my flying internationally, so it was a bit of a rude surprise.
Being young and cheap, you know what I opted to do. So, here’s a 5-day packing list for Seattle which will fit under your seat, for free.
[This is a guest post from Shawn Wall, my errant climbing partner. Shawn left Colorado to do some travel after graduating university at the end of 2015, and he never came home. He now lives in Budapest, Hungary, with his girlfriend. I spent a month visiting them in October 2016. I asked him to write a little bit on his experiences living as an expat in a foreign country.
You can find his personal travel blog, The WanderinGinger, at http://wanderingingertravels.blogspot.com/]
February 22, 2017.
Today marks three years since when I first ran away from home to a magical place called New Zealand. I wanted to escape the troubles of day to day life and just be free from everything. So I left. I was running away from death, pain, sadness, confusion and everything that I knew and called home. At least, that is what I thought I was doing. Parts of that may be true, I was running away, but whenever you run away you run towards something else. I was running straight towards a whole new path of life.