Nothing is new, everything is rebooted, cloned, redone, reimagined and generally rehashed a million billion times
until we stop noticing that it’s more of the same twaddle. Unfortunately, I quite like this domain so I figure that
I’ll just stick with it now that I’m giving blogging another go :D
So it turns out that the south of Portugal has beautiful coastlines, countryside, fishes, wine, sun, waves and even a nice southerly breeze. I’d ask you not to tell anyone but I think the cat’s already out of the bag… fuckers.
Lisbon seems to be the western-european mecca for digital nomads at the minute so, to avoid using any brain-power
whatsoever, we made it our first stop. It was a good choice.
One of the initial justifications for this international jaunt upon which I find myself was the goal of finding a new
forever home. A new place I can refer to myself as “being from” and somewhere that was empirically better than where
I’d been before.