Most of us have, at some point, have wondered what we would change about our lives if we could travel back in time. Maybe we would give ourselves some hot investment advice and become millionaires, or change history for the better, or witness our favorite historical event.
One year ago, I traveled to Detroit, and gave away everything I owned, and moved into a 1 bedroom apartment. My original plan was to go on a 50 cities tour and visit 25 different countries. However, 2020 and Covid-19 but a temporary halt on my plan. During the early stages of 2020 I was diagnosed with Covid and I was certain that I would die. Once I survived, I decided that I would live the rest of my days with no regrets. This blog will chronicle my life and show you the best is yet to come….
Traveling is not the same as vacation
From my Google and Youtube searches I found that there was a growing community of “digital nomads” who live a location independent lifestyle. We’re artists, writers, journalists, stock traders and all sorts of people who share a passion for the work we do and love seeing the world and meeting new people in the process.
I believe that a nomadic lifestyle is not suitable for everyone, but I think it is something everyone should experience at least once before they die. In addition to crypto trading and traveling the world, I’m working on a few online startups that will also help me to bring in passive income for years to come. I decided to travel because it’s cheaper, more productive, and more inspiring than sitting in a one bedroom apartment all the time. Traveling is the best choice for my finances, and my personal growth.
I became a nomad by accident
Almost a year ago I came to Detroit to work with the Bloomberg campaign and then Covid turned the world upside down. Jobs that were once done in an office or meeting people face to face were now being performed over lengthy Zoom calls. Seeing as I was working as political consultant and doing marketing, I came to conclusion that I could do this job from anywhere. As I thought about it more, I began to question my beliefs about what a “normal life” was and what I needed to do to make a living in a Covid world.
I reject the idea of a 9–5 job. I want to explore the world while the sun is out instead of wasting the daylight hours working inside and dreaming of my next vacation. Although at the time I was very terrified and thought I would die; getting Covid was the the very thing that sparked my entrepreneurial spirit and saved my life.
I honestly thought I was just hungover from the night before.
Call me crazy but once I heard that there was something called Covid-19 out there; I didn’t believe it was real. I remember telling my sister-n-law who is a doctor; “Think about Covid for a moment; we are sitting here afraid to go outside; hoarding tissue paper and water, and I know they are saying the numbers are going up, but how many people do you know have it?” It was ironic that I would say this because I would become the first person in my circle that had it.
The days leading up to when I fell ill I was in the strip club almost every night. I was spending money like I had a money printer at nightclubs and casinos alike. Partying was fun, but the world had an idea of its own and it needed me to be in a hospital bed to get the message or I would never slow down long enough to really focus and get real work done. What better place to think of this website and my other business ventures that I will launch than a hospital bed?
As I went through my quarantine process, I soon found myself becoming too bored with being in the house. I longed for the days leading up to when Covid slowed down all of my fun. I wasn’t afraid of getting Covid before I got it so now that I had already had it and survived, I felt invincible. The airlines were practically begging for people to fly anywhere and hotels were insanely low priced. I wasn’t sure if a person could get Covid twice or not; but I was more than willing to find out once my doctor told me that my immune system had built up some antibodies to the virus.
Traveling is cheaper than staying at home
With hotels and airlines competing against each other for any and every customer; it only made perfect sense for me to do all the traveling to every place that I ever wanted to go. I quickly realized that it was cheaper for me to travel than it was for me to stay at home.
Traveling makes me more productive
I don’t know if it’s the excitement of going to a new place and taking pictures and videos or the thrill of sharing it in a post so others can live vicariously through me; but I found that traveling makes me more productive.
A 9–5 is not optimal
There are days when I feel like I could work for 2 days straight; and then there are weeks where I feel like I want to stay in the house and Binge watch ‘Law and Order SVU’ on television. Some days I like to work in the morning and others throughout the night. If I had a boss, they would never understand my need to take hour long breaks just to meditate before returning to work. Although I have had jobs where I worked a traditional 9 to 5 shift; at this juncture in my life it is just not optimal for me and I really don’t know if I could ever do it again. I don’t mind putting in 100 hours of working for myself just so I don’t have to work 40 hours for someone else. It is my belief that if you do what you love; you’ll love what you do, and eventually your mind will think of a way for you to continue doing it.
Traveling expands my cultural bubble
One of my favorite things about traveling is that I get to meet different people from different cultures than myself. Many people don’t know this about me but I am a very private person despite my outgoing personality when they see me in front of a camera or out in person. I keep my personalities hidden from the world. The Pandemic Papi is the life of every party and demands and commands attention from all around, but the me that is really me; prefers to be left alone.
I love to eat food and drink so traveling allows me to try dishes and drinks with people that I may have never came in contact with if I didn’t decide to travel.
If you do what you love; you’ll love what you do, and eventually your mind will think of a way for you to continue doing it.
– Pandemic Papi