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Letters from Phnom Penh, Cambodia

WHY SHOULD YOU GO?

Phnom Penh is a real look at current Cambodian life. As most visitors to Cambodia target the ancient wonder Angkor Wat I don’t believe a visitor would leave understanding Cambodian culture seeing as the entire city of Siem Reap is dedicated to tourism.

So why make a stop in Phnom Penh? The understand the recent history as well as part take in writing its present story. The past consists of a genocide linked to WW2. There’s a very heavy and moving Genocide Museum which is a preserved high school turned death camp in the middle of the the city. The stories range from hopeful to devastating but ultimately understanding this recent history (1970’s) gives context to not only how much pain was here not too long ago gives perspective on how far things have come.

Here’s a video of my time there including a bit where I ate a tarantula. And althought it’s not nearly as Instagrammable as other things I’ve done I would say Phnom Penh is not an obvious place like Bangkok but for the individual who is willing to wander to discover your soul will be handsomely rewarded.

ROUGH START

When I first arrived in Phnom Penh it was uncomfortable. The driving was a shit show. It was unnerving walking down the streets feeling like I always had to look over my shoulder. People were literally driving motorcycles on the sidewalk during rush hour.

Then there’s the signs at the hostel warning me not to take any bags outside for fear of theft. The local shop keepers reinforced that as they saw me walk around, telling me people on motorbikes will snatch your phone or bag if they see an opening whether you’re walking on the street or sitting in the comfort of a tuk tuk in transit.

That level of paranoia and feeling of being targeted doesn’t exactly make you feel welcome from the start. The chaotic driving made walking the city streets sketchy. Personally I didn’t find the city to be that bad but I heeded the warnings.

It sounds pretty bad right now, and frankly, after my first day I couldn’t wait to leave. I checked my VISA approval process to Vietnam every few hours hoping to book my ticket ASAP.

What I didn’t yet know was I was about to be stuck in Phnom Penh for an unknown amount of time. You see I submitted my e-VISA late on a Friday and it takes 3 business days to process. Today was Saturday. I had yet to feel the sinking feeling of being stuck in a city I wanted to leave.

But when you’re forced to stay in a city you start digging under the surface. Finding the places which aren’t clearly labelled on a map.

The second day I went to the local Russian Market. Here’s a link to that experience. I badly wanted to use my gimball to capture the experience. It felt mildly safe but still I didn’t want my stuff to get gaffed. I saw some genuinely amazing artwork that I wish I could carry home. A 3D woodworked piece of Angkor Wat as well a rice paper pressed artwork.

When I walked out I walked a block out and saw a Pizza shop. When you are somewhere that you’re not sure you belong there is nothing like finding something that reminds you of the comforts of home. In my case that came in the form of Andreas from South Africa, the owner of said pizza shop. I ordered a piece of eggplant lasagna with a orange soda and plopped down in my seat. Across from me a guy about my age from Johannasburg gave me a warm greeting that I couldn’t quite make out but freindliness crosses all language barriers. This was Greg. We started talking as he was in the midst of working on a healthy food service business with Andreas. He was so bright when we started discussing my trip, there’s something so positive about the South African tone of voice. Made me a bit envious of how flat my American accent comes across.

All of a sudden, Cambodia started to feel a touch more welcoming, even if through the hands of expats rather than locals.

In walked Joe from New Orleans. Now I was feeling alive and I struck up conversation with him. Joe had been on travel for 1.5 years and today was coincidentally his last day before heading back to the states. I asked him about his philosophy on how to travel. For him it was all about doing all the things you never got around to doing. That meant reading a giant book he always wanted to tackle as well as start a book of haikus. He shared some of his struggles as well as some of his favorite peaceful secluded hidden gems where he spent a week on a beach or small village without a tourist in sight. Exchanging these stories for me is what travel is all about.

It’s a funny thing when you bump into a fellow english speaker. In the majority of cases they saw goodbye with “I hope you find whatever it is you’re seeking.” For me I don’t feel I’m actively seeking anything in particular but I am aware change is on the horizon.

Traveling for me began as a way to better understand the world through its cultures. But two weeks in and one week solo I find myself undergoing more of a self rediscovery than anything.

GENOCIDE MUSEUM

The genocide museum was a wake up call. Realizing that the USA was bombing the hell out of Cambodia for being neighbors of Vietnam during the war then having these Cambodian’s step in perceived to be savior’s but ultimately plunging the people deeper into hell. This is the history of Cambodia, a tremendous amount of misfortune and much of it unwarranted.

Seeing the thousands of photos hung throughout the prison puts opportunity and freedom into clarity. There are many losers in war. This type of genocide meant many spent their entire lives in a hellscape.

Doing something with my life has been a bit of a wandering experience devoid of the typical coercion, rather full of options. I’ve hen I first arrived in Phnom Penh it was uncomfortable. The driving was a shit show. It whad the polar opposite of these victims and I can only imagine how lucky, and spoiled, they would consider me to be.

The symbol of a high school being turned into a death camp is sick. The rooms which are stained with dark colors of sickness, death, and misery. There were several rooms intact with the tiny cinder block cells that measured no more than 4 feet wide by 5 feet long with a tiny gap which i had to turn sideways to walk through. Standing in that space and trying to even contemplate what was going through the mind of a prisoner is a ticket straight to being grateful for any type of life today.

The number of stories that are told from the few survivors as well as the family members of the few that were identified is a stark reminder of how much good or bad luck plays a part in life.

It’s a lost generation. Seeing Angkor Wat amazes you and explains Cambodia’s past kingdom in its undisputable glory. The Genocide Museum takes us much closer to the present and when you walk around the streets of Phnom Penh and see the hardship on people’s faces it’s apparent that it comes from a very distant past that everyone is trying to escape.

Smiles are harder to come by in Cambodia than in Thailand. But when you get a smile back or a thumbs up returned in Cambodia it feels earned in the best of ways.

Phnom Penh is a bustling city where the people are resilient and hungry to opportunities. They are in need of much infrastructure but they have an incredibly scrappy pull yourself up from your bootstrap mentality. A friend I met in Siem Reap described it as “a special dust” that only Cambodians have.

Note: Jasmine tea over ice on a hot day is the asian equivalent to American sweet iced tea.

I like the fact that breakfast here looks a lot like lunch and dinner. BBQ pork over rice, beef noodle soup, the only thing they add to the morning is the concept of an omelette of egg

Brandon from Cal Poly Pomona who studied chemical engineering but moved back home to help his parents run their corner restaurant.

EATING TARATUNLAS

In my hunt for true Cambodian food, the only restaurant I found which branded itself remotely closely was Romdeng. I walked in and the place was beautiful. When I looked at the menu I was in for a shocker. The first item on the menu was tarantula for appetizer. Down below that under main courses I spotted red tree ants with beef. I picked them both as this was one of those “you’re never gonna believe what I did in Cambodia” crossroads.

Just after I ordered a group walked in with a guide and sat down just across from me. The waiter brought out a live tarantula followed by a cooked one and I felt my stomac get tight and my heart began to race in fear.

When the tarantula showed up there were 3 of them on and they were giant! I poked them with my fork and the whole thing freaked me out. I don’t like spiders to begin with let alone the idea of consuming one. It has a soft shell to the touch. It kept it’s shape. It is crunchy to the bite and once you hit the body it just tastes like insect guts. It’s not sweet or sour or savory. It’s like a very mild indescribable mushy pudding. Let’s be honest, never again. Bear in mind it’s 100% a mental issue. If you didn’t know it was tarantula you’d like it was just a bit unpleasant. But once you brain starts thinking “tarantula” all the alarm bells start going off.

The rent ants with beef was a no brainer after the tarantula. After tarantula nothing fazes you.

I tried watching the footage directly after my meal but had to turn it off. Couldn’t stomach it.

CURRENCY

The exchange rate is 4000:1 so it’s pretty tore up here. I’ve never been anywhere with a standard practice of using two currencies simultaneously. Meaning you use whole US dollars mixed with Cambodian riel dollars for change. So something that’s a $1.50 is 1 US dollar with 2000 Cambodian riels. It’s second nature to locals and takes a second to get used to.

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Letters from Siem Reap, Cambodia

Siem Reap is famous for one thing: Angkor Wat. It’s the lifeblood of the entire community and while it’s not cheap to go ($60 for 3 day pass) it’s worth it and I’ll explain why. The other thing that’s highly underrated and not discussed often is Tonle Sap (must go).

THE BANH MI GHOST VENDOR

Our first day we checked into our hostel. It was actually a sweet room and in actuality felt closer to a hotel than a hostel as the room was adorned with beautiful ceiling moldings and rich wood throughout the space. It must’ve been a really nice mcmansion in a past life which got converted into a high end hostel in its current state.

The very first day we walked out and bought Banh Mi sandwiches from the first vendor to quell the hangry belly. Turns out I’d be chasing the dragon ever since that first Banh Mi. Since then I’ve never had such a tasty sandwich. This old man was a ghost after that never to be found. He used a light sweet sauce that was so delicate and brought the whole sandwich together. Damn I can still taste that Banh Mi right now.

FIRST IMPRESSIONS

The hostel was in a great part of town close to the main street and a 5 minute ride to Pub Street where all the tourists get loose. Cambodia is an odd place from a cost perspective because it’s feels cheap like Thailand but after tabulating a week’s expenses suddenly looks more expensive. This is because it is hyper affordable on the surface. Most everyday items are $1-2. The irony is that while that sounds cheap it’s actually a pretty sweet deal for locals because I’m almost certain if they priced in their own local currency (4000:1) many things would actually be priced closer to $0.50 IMO. So hats off to them for using the USD as a primary payment option. The George Washington $1 is king there. So much so that the ATM’s don’t dispense Cambodian Riel only US Dollars.

When we landed we drew $100 each but soon realized how far that would take us. The SIM card at the airport cost $6 for a month followed by a $7 cab ride to our hostel. $100 suddenly felt like a lot of money for 5 days. One thing to note, the locals are very quick to turn down money that is worn out or thin.

Life in Siem Reap seemed dull for the locals. Everyone is essentially selling a service associated with Angkor Wat or just chilling out in a hammock. It was a place where Angkor Wat was the only opportunity and I’m sure for anyone in the area with big dreams it all feels a bit limiting. Most of the locals I encountered actually spoke decent english or chinese which was surprising at first until I realized that that is the “coding” of a city that’s filled with tourists that speak English and Mandarin.

In a parrallel existence back home in San Francisco, Javascript and Python rule supreme. In Siem reap the ticket to financial gains came from fluency with language to connect with foreigners. Here’s a bit of perspective on life from California to Cambodia. Everyone in the states has been to a different state. Most have traveled just out of the country to somewhere like Mexico. Fewer have traveled internationally. In Siem Reap, most of the people in the main part of the town have never left Siem Reap. Never been to the capital city of Phnom Penh just 6 hours away by car. That was a shocker to me. Then we went to Tonle Sap, the floating village which is a massive lake but a tiny community. And when you realize most of those people never left the lake – that was real perspective for me.

It would be like growing up in San Francisco and never going to Los Angeles. And for the folks in Tonle Sap their world was even smaller like living in Lake Tahoe and never leaving the lake! For me it’s unimaginable, for them the world beyond a 10 mile radius is touched only through their cell phone. I feel grossly privileged when I consider how many trips I’ve been on in bad spirits as a child. Sitting on a tour bus through Europe just wishing I could be back home playing video games instead. These are hard lessons to recognize in my 30’s but I don’t believe it could have happened any other way. This is life.

THE MAIN ATTRACTION

Angkor Wat is the #1, #2, #3 reasons people come to Cambodia and boy is it incredible. What’s both amazing and sad about the place is that they basically let you walk and touch everything there. There’s almost no ropes blocking things off. This is incredible in terms of having the opportunity to physically touch such a special wonder of the world yet it does make one nervous about erosion (so I stopped after the 1st day, my bad it felt natural!). Go to Angkor Wat you will be breathless it is truly walking the ruins of a former Buddhist empire and it’s a space where you feel the power of the ancients as you walk around.

It’s one of those places that is so large it does becoming exhausting by the third day. Day 1 you are amazed. Day 2 you have a lay of the land so you’re trying to capture all the right angles as it’s a massive place. Day 3 you are “templed out”.

I had a tour guide but he was so bad that I just ditched the tour after the first hour. He kept going on about how fewer and fewer people visit and really had nothing of value to add to what or why Angkor Wat exists. His English was also not very understandable which doesn’t help. So I bailed and the one tip I’d have is go after the afternoon sun burns off. People flock there in the mornings to catch the famous sunrise but it’s overcrowded and there’s only a few good spots to capture the moment right and a million things that can go wrong. In my case the sun never broke through the clouds! I did see a very cool sunrise with colors starting from a deep purpose to a burnt orange – that was worth something.

Pro Tip: my personal experience was best from 3PM onwards. The majority of people show up for the morning or afternoon and get scorched by the sun and want to find shade or go home by 3pm. If you arrive around 3pm it is so much more temperate and less crowded so you can take great photos. By the time 5pm rolled around it felt almost to myself in many parts.

TONLE SAP

It’s a one of a kind experience. A lot of the locals have a permanent grumpy look on their face but I think it’s more just because life ain’t easy there. It’s a tough life but Tonle Sap is a photographer/videographer’s dream. I’d surmise as a local it is a black hole with the most incredible sunset.

The folks who worked on the floating boat we docked at were the optimists. Playing pranks on one another. Laughing, smiling, chasing each other around the boat. If you’re gonna be stuck on a boat with the same people got life, they certainly had it nailed.

The Cambodia I liked most was unpaved.

I missed all the juice in Thailand. Cambodia its all fruit milkshakes. Ironic bc it’s so much hotter.

OUR DRIVER

We met our driver on the second day and took a liking to him so he ended up driving us around for our entire stay. He spoke great English and we are glad we built that relationship because it ended in a trip to his hometown to spend an afternoon in hammocks, pounding rice noodles, and eating lunch with him family. It doesn’t get more authentic than this afternoon.

To provide some insight into our driver’s existence, he was a jolly guy with a pot belly from drinking beer but he also explained that drinking was really just something to do because there is in fact so little to do. In terms of money, when we met him he had a phone but the next day he didn’t have a phone. He had to sell it to make ends meet but he told us he’d try to get another phone so we could communicate. Yet another reality check on the fact that people truly are living not paycheck to paycheck but rather gig to gig.

He did have a lot of fun playing with my gimball, Galaxy Note 10 Plus, and drone. As someone from the birthplace of modern technoloy it’s always nice to see the childlike excitment people get from playing with new technology they’ve never touched.

The truth about life is that when you don’t have money it’s all that seems to matter and drinking seems to help distract from that reality. And when you have money, time becomes money. Cambodia is a place that is young and regaining it’s footing. The people are hard working but there’s just no opportunties in Siem Reap and I’m not sure there will be big opportunities down the road if they don’t better preserve Angkor Wat. If I was born there I’d imagine it would be near impossible to even imagine a life beyond Siem Reap as there really nothing for hours and Angkor Wat doesn’t seem like a bad proposition for money within a 6 hour radius.

LOCAL GRIND

It would take an incredible amount of courage and savings to pick up and move to the capital city blindly. For someone from the outside it seems like the obvious choice for anyone looking for more opportnities but from the ground level in Siem Reap it would equate to asking me to go live on the Moon.

People sell hard in Siem Reap. There’s a lot of negotiation and bargaining. I work in sales so I’m intimately familiar with the power the buyer has and frankly I wasn’t really interested in souvenirs. Seeing the looks of frustration on people’s faces was hard to take, it’s looking at folks who are facing constant rejection and I know the feeling from a sales point of view but in a different dimension so to speak. It doesn’t help that their currency is weak against the USD. When it rains it pours. But those who weather the storm all become stronger and perserverence is a strong quality to possess in the coming decade.

Cambodia also has flashes of outstanding artwork. I saw a few pieces of woodworking and rice paper art that I would’ve bought and taken home had I had the space and wasn’t on such a longer journey.

NICE SURPRISE

The surprise of the trip was going to a WWE wrestling – the Angkor warriors. It was WWE Shaolin Fighting fusion. I’d never been to one of these events but it was actually a ton of fun with Johnny who was super into it.

NOTES:

January 8th was the first day since I can remember that I had no clue what day of the week it was.

I still had the neurotic calendar filling OCD that San Francisco curses everyone with. That would not be alleviated until weeks later.

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Letters from Thailand

After about 1.5 months of planning my trip I left on NYE on a 60 hours flight to Thailand. I went for the cheapest flight ($280) I could find and it was quite a way to kick off a year long journey as it was a journey in and of itself. This video kicks off my journey across the world starting with California to Bangkok over NYE!

When I landed I was meeting my friend Johnny at One of Us Hostel. If you want to see what that part of Bangkok looks like here’s a review I did of the neighborhood and hostel.

Our first few days it was all fun and games. We ate all the street food we could get our hands on, we knocked out the top tourist must sees, and even caught a muay thai fight.

First impressions of Thailand: it lives up to it’s reputation. Everyone is incredibly kind. The pace of life is fantastic. It has a little bit of everything so it’s hard to find fault. It feels like Shanghai and Taipei had a love child. It’s bustling and has big city options like Shanghai but still retains the street level feel of Taipei. It’s also incredibly walkable and safe. We had plenty of late nights cruising aimlessly around city streets as we were getting familiar with the various neighborhoods and frankly did not always know where we were heading just looking to stumble into a hidden gem.

The driving in Thailand is super zen considering how many cars are sharing all the lanes. There is very little honking and I attribute it to the peace and love buddhist vibes that permeate the culture. I’m sure if I took a drone video from above a crowded street corner it would look like one of those spectacular bird flying patterns, a sort of coordination improv.

If the States allowed Thailand’s style of driving there would probably be accidents and car wrecks everywhere. Call it a cultural challenge as our individualism costs us efficiency on the roads. There are lanes but no one is driving based on the lines on the ground, rather it is based on one another.

They say Thailand is the land of smiles. When I first arrived I expected everyone to be smiling at me but it wasn’t the case (maybe my expectations were too high!). But by Day 3 I was well relaxed and began smiling at everyone and noticed almost everyone smiled back. In Silicon Valley terms it’s a great flywheel for humanity. Genuine smiles feeding back more smiles generates a lot of free natural seratonin. Beecause when you think about it, when you smile and another person who does not smile back it actually can make you a bit sad inside. Maybe this fear of rejection is why a lot of Americans don’t smile more at perfect strangers. Come to think of it there must be a lot of lost opportunity in all of our non smiling. A returned smile opens a door to “hello”.

It seems like life in Thailand is quite simple yet satisfying for the locals. It’s a country that teeters well between buddhist zen foundations and capitalistic endeavors, it strikes a very refreshing balance. You don’t get the sense that everyone is out to hustle or hard sell you. Everything is a fantastic value and it all sells itself with fantastic service.

If everyone in Silicon Valley falls into: Engineering, Sales, Product, Operations, and VC’s it equated to Grab driver, food vendors, mechanic, and masseuse.

The Thai Bhat is the local currency and of this writing stood at around 33:1 USD. In very general terms most street food lived between 25-60 bhat (for the record the most expensive street food I ate I ordered was a plate of 5 BBQ’d jumbo shrimp costing 280 bhat or around $8.50), you will end up taking a lot of taxis and and the fare usually runs between 100-300 bhat. And if you’re spending 1000’s of Thai Bhat you’re likely doing something fairly exceptional as it equates to around $30USD.

The truth is the most expensive things we did were pay for cover to get into the famous temples. That ran us around 500 bhat for the Grand Palace and 200 bhat for Wat Pho.

We stayed in a hostel and splurged for a private room with two twin beds and AC. It ran us around $30 a night or $15 per person. If you are looking for accommodations they can be easily found for $6-$8 per person in common dorms.

The one thing that came as a complete shocker was the fact that there is not a single beach in Bangkok. I presumed there must be beaches everywhere along the shore. To my surprise the first week in Thailand I did not get to use my board shorts once. As you can see I planned absolutely nothing going into the trip as anyone who looked for 5 minutes would’ve know this to be the case.

Would I go back? Yes absolutely. I totally get why so many people come to Bangkok from all around the world. From the food, to the nightlife, the to cultural sites, and most importantly the incredibly optimistic people. It’s a place with great “spectrum” for lack of a better word. It seems to offer an abundance of options for everyone.

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Why are You Traveling the World?

By all measure I’d consider myself to have an above average life. I live in San Francisco and am gainfully employed at an up and coming start up which just went public.

I live in a great neighborhood and don’t suffer a brutal Bay Area commute. It is the place I’ve always called home and have friends and family within reach.

So why risk it all to travel the world for a year? That might sound like an obvious question but for someone who is in their 30’s it is actually more complex than it sounds. On paper I’m supposed to be getting married, having kids, settling down, moving up the career ladder… basically grown up stuff.

For me I tried so hard to grow up fast in my 20’s. I tried to take shortcuts to short circuit the inevitable cubicle life that lays ahead of most Bay Area residents. A lot of effort later with little to show for it. That’s the truth of the Bay Area grind. It feels like people minting millions everywhere except on the square foot you’re standing on.

I’m a person who always acts from analysis. That’s not to say I don’t take risks because I’m more than willing to, but I try to take calculated risks.

I decided to commit to this trip by promising a few things to myself. First, that I would try to hit major geography from Southeast Asia to the Middle East to North and South Africa and through South and Central America. And by design for cost and interest purposes I wanted to hit as many second and third world countries as possible since most first world countries tend to look and feel alike with different tourist traps. Bill Gates blogged about how he wished he traveled before he was 40 because when he finally did get to see the world he was too old to make any meaningful change like he could’ve when he was in his 20’s and 30’s. By seeing the world and how people live day to day I hope it endows me with not only a better perspective on how to live but also gives me more purpose behind what I choose to do for the rest of my life as a profession.

The second reason I wanted to travel was because all my life I’ve gone into things by preparing for every scenario before I hit the pavement. This means my life has had very few surprises which is good for safety but bad for adventure and “living”. I’ve solo traveled one time prior to this excursion and it was for a month through China and I had quite a bit of help from family. This trip was far less planned out and it was meant to have a “leap before you look” attitude in mind to challenge myself to accept the discomforts of not knowing what comes next… and as I’m finding out often not even knowing what comes right now.

The third reason I wanted to travel was to meet interesting people. I’ve found that in people in San Francisco move in a homogenous techie mode which is exciting at first but after +5 years it all becomes exhausting. There’s a feeling that Silicon Valley is moving the entire earth which is true to a certain extent… but isn’t there more to life than technology? What about humanity? The Bay Area and tech obsession comes at the cost of the human soul and spirit. Perhaps this trip was to tap into the humanity of the world before robots eat everything.

But traveling and meeting new faces even more just a moment can alter a life in a way that I’ve not found possible in everyday life. Much of this is because there is not intention beyond a purity of sharing ones life in it’s own words and the beauty of it is no two stories come close to sounding the same. Everyone is out here chasing their own specific dream, some running from their own demons, ultimately traveling it a freedom of expression.

This year of globetrotting was meant for me to discover and understand what’s “out there”. Even 2 weeks in I’m starting to understand that it’s not really Nelson understanding the world “out there” but rather the world changing Nelson. I don’t know where this road will take me and for once in my life I’m at peace with that. One day at a time.

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Digital Nomad: Technology Choices, Sacrifices, and Solutions

If you’re a digital nomad you will discover that as you inventory your pack the vast majority of cost went into the technology.

Just getting a new unlocked phone cost more than all my clothes, daypack, mainpack, and toiletries. That is insane.

I made a critical packing decision thanks to an insight from my brother, who is far more tech intelligent than myself. I was complaining about trying to slim down from a 55L pack to a 40L pack. The reason being 40L is within carry on size.

The issue was the clothing and toiletries were already at a minimum quantity and the tech was causing overflow and adding substantial weight: both major problems.

This is when he recommended I simply use my cell phone with a bluetooth keyboard and mouse and drop my Macbook and charger. This was a game changer. The nomad in me loved the idea. The techie in my feared the thought of existing without my 13″ laptop which was essentially an extension of my existence for the past 10 years.

I hacked together a perfect solution which in may ways is better for traveling than anything I could ever imagine. I use my DJI Osmo 3 Gimball as a phone stand which puts my cell phone near face level and pair my bluetooth keyboard and bluetooth mouse.

One major change I made was switching from my iPhone to Android’s Galaxy Note 10 Plus which I’ll outline in a separate post as it is the ke lynchpin around which everything in my tech pack operates.

Here are my tech pieces by order of importance: Galaxy Note 10 Plus, Gimball, Max travel sized portable battery, Drone.

The gimball operates as my key tool outside of my cell phone itself because it plays a role in my nomad office setup as well as throughout my days on the streets to capture wobble free footage.

The drone shoots the most impressive and interesting footage but you cannot use it all the time which limits it’s usability moment to moment. It also takes time to setup which means its use must be anticipated in advance.

The one piece I passed on was a GoPro. After looking at prices and all the dumb accessories you need to bolt it onto I decided I could live without it. Plus it’s expensive! It’s crazy to think a GoPro with a few accessories runs the same price as my Drone which shoots in 2.7K, flies for 30 minutes at a time, comes with 3 batteries (totaling 1.5 hours of flight time!). It was a no brainer and in hindsight I’m certain I made the right choice for my trip. If I was doing extreme sports all the time with high impact it might be a different story.

As it turns out, if you pack right you adapt quickly and I have not missed my macbook one bit on a daily basis.

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Prepping to travel the world

PRE-TRIP PACK LIST

Amazon is your friend. But a knowledgeable local shop (e.g. Sports Basement) is invaluable. I am an overprepper which is dangerous because a backpackers pack list is never perfect.

The pitfalls of shopping on Amazon are the products often lack ample description as a backpackers space is highly limited. I went through many rounds of purchases and returns to find items that were just right.

The characteristics I was looking for included compactness and utility. For me I started with a Osprey Farpoint 55L. From all my research it seemed like the perfect mix for traveling. After trying it on I felt like a complete dueschbag. It was giant, the detachable backpack protruded like an overgrown turtle shell on my back and a lot of my heavy gear lived in the detachable daypack (i.e. laptop and tech stuff) which is heavy and throws off center of gravity.

So I took it back to Sports Basement and opted for the Osprey Farpoint 40L which wore much better. The shop pro at Sports Basement recommended a great foldable daypack which I thought was brilliant. He recommended the Marmot Kompressor Daypack.

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I’m now exactly 2 weeks into my trip and have traveled through Thailand and Cambodia. Looking back on all my pre-trip pack list notes with all its iterations it all boils down to getting these 5 solid items: (1) solid mainpack with a sling, (2) packing cubes, (3) daypack, (4) good tech accessories bag, (5) solid toiletries bag.

The things that will drive a perfectionist crazy are the minutia of individual things to fill those spaces with. In truth now that I’m 2 weeks in I’d say beyond the critical tech pieces which are both expensive and hard to replace in 2nd and 3rd world countries (i.e. Gimball and Drone), most everything else is easily replaceable. The toiletries bag deserves special mention as I was able to find a very compact electric razor which would be tough to live without and frankly takes up as much space as a physical razor & shaving cream.

The things I bought that I havent touched are the survival gear: the emergency mylar sleeping bag, lifestraw, and waterproof pants.

If you’re curious, here is a snapshot of my packlist inventory list (pre trip)

One big question you cannot answer until you arrive and start living abroad is how will you pack during your days in town?

I really didn’t know but as it would turn out I typically leave my mainpack locked in the hostel and pack my trusty daypack which has become my best friend. It always has my Gimball, sometimes my drone, and always my tech pack. Usually I pack a sweater but it’s more for back padding than to be worn. Sometimes I’ll whip it out and use it as a blocker (i.e. dusty roads, blanket to sit on, eyemask).

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