For almost the entire past year, I have lived from three suitcases which I never fully unpacked. I spent that time in Curaçao on a consulting project with frequent visits to the nearby islands of Aruba and Bonaire. I was always warmly welcomed yet I never really felt at home. Nonetheless, I liked that lifestyle….
This week I believe I may have sunk to a new low in work/life balance – I was blow-drying my hair while on a conference call. Seriously. Fear not, the phone was on mute and also on speaker – and I was following every word. I finished packing while on the next call, paid the gardener, and got…
Crafting the perfect out of office reply is an art form. Take basic information, mix with corporate culture (or policy), sprinkle in a bit of advanced email programming, and perhaps just a dash of “I’m on vacation and you aren’t” and you may have the perfect out of office reply. I struggle always with how much…
With a tiny bit of planning, it can be effective to remote work from anywhere, even the Maldives. Okay… who the heck am I kidding? I can’t speak authoritatively on working from the Maldives. I may be the last travel blogger on the planet who has not been to the Maldives (and I have no…
Today I’m going to talk about the concept of a personal blind spot as well as give an omnibus update on what’s going on in my world (and also my plan to eventually get over my hump and start catching up on my travel talk again). For the last month I’ve been working through Baron…
The more things change, the more they stay the same. That’s the mantra I’m repeating this morning. Repetition isn’t a bad thing. In many ways, its healthy. Or rather, its the basis from which healthy habits are formed. I woke up this morning to an interesting Fast Company article in my inbox this morning that suggested…
It was quarter past dawn… All the Whos, still a-bed, All the Whos, still asnooze When he packed up his sled, Packed it up with their presents! The ribbons! The wrappings! The tags! And the tinsel! The trimmings! The trappings! Three thousand feet up! Up the side of Mt. Crumpit, He rode with his load…
This past holiday weekend was a whirlwind of deja vu… Wandering the canals in Venice and accidentally stumbling into a cicchetti bar and saying yes, “I think I was here before”. Experiencing an international flight cancellation and trying to get back to the US on an overbooked Thanksgiving weekend and saying yes, “I am pretty sure I was…
“I was in five different states this week.” “I forgot I was driving my own car and kept looking for the beige Toyota in the parking garage.” “I haven’t had anything but condiments in my refrigerator in the past two months.” “I can’t remember what its like to not have jet lag.” All of these…
If you have found yourself here at the Jetsetter’s Homestead, chances are fairly good that you landed here either because you read a lot of travel blogs already or because you are researching upcoming travel (and thus will soon be buried in the world of travel blogs). It seems like everyone has a travel blog these…
I’m squatting down on the floor of the casino gift shop, hoping to hell that no one calls security. I’m clutching my iPhone, set on speaker mode and mute, and giving the evil eye to anyone who dares to walk within three feet of me. Yes, I’m working. Really, I am. It might not seem…
Today in the middle of a yoga class, I sat down on my mat and started crying. Big wet tears running down my face, my body was overriding my brain. I don’t like crying in public. I don’t mind crying – it can be cathartic – but I don’t like crying in front of other people. …