When I was a kid I always wondered what I’m gonna be when I grow up. Will I end up just like any other third-world average deadbeat?
With some mad computer skills and an unflinching faith in capitalism I strayed from wage slavery and managed to become financially independent at the age of 23. Now five years later traveling has been a big part of my life, among surfing, motorcycling, and other mundane hobbies.
I’m shit at storytelling and my posts are probably painful to read (if there’s anything to read at all) but hopefully they could at least still give you some travel ideas and inspirations.