My friend Jay has made a really beautiful documentary about being a digital nomad, remote working around the Arctic Circle.
Old mate out on the back fence of our Airbnb in Nashville this morning is a bit cold.
The first point of order was to check out the land we’ve just bought!
From there it was straight into work.
First in New Norfolk …
Then in Freycinet …
I really do love this state.
Back to …
This is Noah Sushi in Pescadero. The best sushi I have ever tasted, and I’ve had good sushi, even in Japan. It’s on a dirt road, with no signage, and no fancy tables inside. People come from hundreds of kilometres around to enjoy it.
Baja is wild.
Street names in Baja are wild, in that they barely exist. To prove my residence/address I need to show an electrical bill. So this street a few blocks from our house is hilariously named.
It’s named after a gardener who still lives in that street, and drinks multiple litres of alcohol a day. His nick name is “Litre” or in Spanish “Litro”. So a gringo who loves him had a street sign made, attached to the pole at the start of the street, now everyone calls it Litro Street.
Sunday sunrise from Cabo
A Thursday afternoon at Playa Los Cerritos
Teaching the Withers girls how to share margaritas
My anxiety is of the opinion that none of you really care about me, contacting me or enjoying our family travels, if that’s so, please cease reading and thank you for confirming my deepest fears …
Why so dramatic, Rockhampton sunrise?
