All 51 Things I Own
One of the most popular posts ever here on Exile Lifestyle was All 72 Things I Own, wherein I took a photo of each and every object I owned in the world and was shocked to find that I had only 72 items.
One of the most popular posts ever here on Exile Lifestyle was All 72 Things I Own, wherein I took a photo of each and every object I owned in the world and was shocked to find that I had only 72 items.
Before you buy something, think ‘what value will this provide?’
I’ve always enjoyed taking off in an airplane.
Nothing you do in your lifetime will matter.
There are many invisible but very important social rules that keep the streets clean, the lights on, and you and your neighbors alive day-to-day.
I – like a solid portion of my audience in all likelihood – come from a middle class family.
Seldom have I felt like anything in the world was out of my grasp, and I generally assume that if I want to do something, there will be a way to do it if I’m willing to work hard enough.
When I was a wee lad, I was certain I would be the next Todd McFarlane.
It’s the final day of my 72-hour bus ride from Buenos Aires to Lima, and the seats around me have turned into a strip mall, my fellow passengers into skeptical (but willing) customers.
Day two on the three day bus ride from Buenos Aires to Lima.
I’ve discovered a number of things today about travel and about myself.
The bus is late. This shouldn’t be a surprise, but it is.
As a clunky green giant pulls up, looking a bit like a dilapidated, heavily curtained refrigerator from the 70’s, the contrast between my ride and the other, sparkly, shiny, clean and friendly Argentine buses is clear.