When people go on vacation, they might specifically know where they’d like to go. “Let’s go to Italy!”
As a nomad, I’m less particular about where, exactly, because I intend to live everywhere eventually. The real question is: when? Living nomadically affords the delicious luxury of opportunism. Rather than going to that one-and-only place, maybe I’ll look for extreme deals. Maybe I want to live in a treehouse. Maybe I want to live in an ancient farmhouse. Unfortunately, AirBnB blocks you from easily finding the location of your dreams. Read the rest of this post on Medium.