Stroll and Speak | Your Guide to Mindful Travel
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I once bought a book about some guy who biked across Mongolia, thinking it’d be the magic bullet to nudge me out of my monotonous existence. Spoiler: it didn’t. Instead, it sat on my nightstand collecting dust while I continued my daily routine of work, eat, sleep, repeat. The irony? I didn’t even own a […]
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I still remember the day I realized that taking professional product photos didn’t require a fancy camera or a degree in photography. I was trying to launch my own ecommerce store, and I was frustrated with the poor quality of my product images. A friend told me that I could use my smartphone to take […]
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I remember my first encounter with French wine like it was yesterday—an overhyped bottle at a pretentious little bistro, where the waiter’s raised eyebrow was as sharp as the cheese knife. I was a wide-eyed fool, convinced that deciphering the foreign squiggles on the label would somehow unlock the secrets of the universe. Instead, I […]
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As I sit on the sun-drenched patio of my Costa Rican jungle retreat, I’m reminded of the common myth that freedom to work from anywhere means a lack of structure and accountability. But, I’ve learned that staying grounded in a daily routine is key to staying productive, even when the rest of the world feels […]
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As I sat in my small eco-lodge in Costa Rica, surrounded by the lush sounds of the jungle, I couldn’t help but think about the complexities of how do interest rates affect the stock market and your loans. It’s a topic that often gets shrouded in jargon and hype, leaving many of us feeling lost […]
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I once found myself in a humid hostel dorm in Ho Chi Minh City, clutching a bottle of dubious-looking antacid like it was my last lifeline. A fellow traveler, eyes wide with the shared dread of digestive rebellion, asked if I had travel insurance. “SafetyWing,” I mumbled, not quite sure if I should be proud […]
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I once found myself standing awkwardly in a bustling Roman café, a foreigner in a land where the very air seemed to hum with the rich aroma of espresso. I’d committed the cardinal sin: ordered a cappuccino after noon. The barista’s eyes pierced through me with the kind of disdain usually reserved for someone who […]
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I once found myself standing awkwardly in a bustling Roman café, a foreigner in a land where the very air seemed to hum with the rich aroma of espresso. I’d committed the cardinal sin: ordered a cappuccino after noon. The barista’s eyes pierced through me with the kind of disdain usually reserved for someone who […]
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I once found myself huddled under a flimsy tarp in the middle of the Bolivian jungle, rain hammering down like some relentless drummer boy. My guide had vanished—likely off chasing the promise of a cool beer—and I was left clutching my World Nomads policy like it was a life raft. Was I covered for “abandonment […]
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I once found myself in a grimy Bangkok hostel, clutching a calculator like it was a lifeline. I had this grand idea of being a digital nomad, the kind who sips lattes in Lisbon and meditates in Bali. But reality hit like a monsoon: my budget was evaporating faster than the sweat on my brow. […]
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