What I appreciate is that, on this trip, wherever there was danger, there also seemed to be an honest man nearby providing cover.
We might wield the power of manifestation, but it doesn't always feel like we're in complete control here.
As the monkey clung to Friend's chest for dear life and she almost melted with tears and maternal instinct, I kept watch over the dark streets around us and the fast-talking shyster.
It really is a blessing to be a digital nomad with the freedom to work anywhere. The flip side is that you can too easily slip into a habit of working everywhere.
This trip log is divided into seven parts because the excursion was so loaded with quirks and discoveries.