This is it. The end of my two and half year run of being a digital nomad – homeless and living in hotels and hostels day to day. I’ve just signed up for a normal life, for an indefinite amount of time, living in a flat for the foreseeable future. Seriously, haven’t committed to an accommodation for longer than three days for over two years.
Nervous. But good nervous.
I’VE GOT A HOME!
End of an era
It felt weird. I was lying on a sun lounger on the beach at the Mango Bay Resort in Phu Quoc, Vietnam, looking through apartments on spareroom.co.uk on my phone. I knew it was the right thing to do.
I could travel like I have done for another year, an opportunity I know many would give anything for but there are down sides to this life I have. I’ve been finding it more and more difficult to work and travel at the same time – not particularly doing either very well – I miss my friends, I miss England and living out of a suitcase is doing my head in.
I’ve loved meeting people along the way on my travels, but I also want to be with people who already know me. Where I don’t have to try and show the best of me, or remember whatever facts they’ve told me and who said what. I want to laugh and relax in my friends’ company, people I’ve known longer than a few days.
So, before I burn out, like I see other travel bloggers doing I’ve put an end to my long-term travel ways and opted for more of a normal life. No longer wandering the planet following my fancy.
Life as a digital nomad
As I post this today, Sunday 12th February, I’ve been travelling for two years, seven months, three weeks and five days. Let’s call it 2 and a half years.
Part of me thinks I’m mad. I could live anywhere in the world and I’ve chosen Southsea – a little seaside town, part of Portsmouth in England. Somewhere I’ve never even spent a night.
Why Southsea? Why now?
I wanted to be by the coast though, and somewhere affordable. I wanted it to be near enough to London that I can pop in (1 hr 45 mins away) and my best mate lives just up the road. I’ve just spent the weekend down there staying at hers nearby, and I love it. Cool bars, great looking restaurants, boutiquey shops and lots of outdoor spaces.
I have so many ideas and so many stories of things I want to post, write about and talk about. I want to be more creative and experiment, but travelling full time uses up some of that creativity, and a lot of time. Blogging is changing so much and it’s getting harder to make it sustainable. I need to work more and travel less, to make this work.
Of course, I’m still going to travel. Once a month at least. In fact… I’m going somewhere super exciting on Friday.
Until then though, I need to pack up whatever I have at my parents house and get planning my new life!