I haven’t gone out of my friend’s home, where I am staying in Bangalore and from where I am writing this, for three days, apart from a small walk that I did to the grocery store because I wanted to eat something better than lifeless noodles with invisible vegetables. Ironically, today I am writing about 100 days of my nomadic life.
I thought that being nomadic means staying on the road 24×7, and maybe, you feel that way, too. I will get to that, but first, let us go back in time to understand how my digital nomad journey started.
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I chose this life for I wanted to be location independent. I wanted to be able to travel whenever I yearned to see a new place or live in a jungle where I could only hear the crickets whistle and the leaves rustle instead of the incessant blasting traffic of Bangalore or any other metropolitan. But having a rented apartment was sort of becoming a hindrance to free movement and adding up costs without adding any value, apart from providing me with a quiet writing space with a balcony.
I thought I rather spend the money which I paid for the apartment where flat mates shut doors on each other as if they were enemies on gorgeous Airbnbs, friendly home stays, or rustic hotels in the hidden corners of the world. At least I would explore, meet interesting people, have some meaningful conversations, and live life at my own pace.
So I gave up my room in the Bangalore flat and packed my bags to wander freely while working online. The whole idea was to move slowly; I have never found any joy in visiting a place for a weekend or two days, while I didn’t even know what lay in my backyard though I saw all the famous attractions of that destination. And while exploring the world one place at a time, I could afford the lifestyle of a digital nomad because of my writing portfolio.
I have come to realize that not having a permanent location is not about traveling all the time. It is about moving with a choice.
This nomadic life has put up all sorts of choices in front of me. Let me be honest with how I feel about them.
