| | | Hey hey Happy Monday. Today, you’ve got another edition of the good ol’ Nomad Newsletter! By the way, thanks for being here and reading… Seriously, it means so much to me that you open my emails and take a look at what’s been going on with me, the remote work world, and what the heck nomads all over the planet are doing. I’ve gotten a lot of love from people responding back to the last few emails… So keep them coming if you have any questions, comments, or if you want to collaborate in the future. For this Monday, I’ve got a mix of features I’m pumped to share with you. Everything from insanely good podcasts, reviews on co-living spaces in stunning destinations, one of the biggest Nomad conferences in the world, and a spotlight on a huge OG in the digital nomad space. No lie, true story. This guy is awesome. I found him YEARS AGO before I even knew what a Digital Nomad was. And I just recently rediscovered him getting into shenanigans in middle-of-nowhere Ukraine. You’ll want to be all over that. Here’s a breakdown for today’s newsletter: 🎙️ For The Weirdo, Strange Ones, Misfits & Rejects — Take a listen to Chapin Kreuter’s outstanding podcast featuring expats, travelers, and location independent entrepreneurs doing cool sh*t all over the place. 🌆 The 21 Best Coliving In The World — It’s almost like a college dorm...but for remote workers who want to dive into adventures, meet cool people, and expand their minds and careers. 💻 10,000 Nomads + 100 Speakers + 3 Days = The perfect place to accelerate your nomadic career and learn from the best in the digital nomad world. (featuring many people who’ve been mentioned in this newsletter in the past) 🧍♂️ The Man Who Inspired 100k Nomads — Meet Johnny FD. An OG Nomad Influencer who has made a LIFE of living and working abroad. Check out his hilarious and exciting videos on YouTube. Plus, as always, I’m sharing some of my latest writings on Medium. Been diving DEEP into expressing my thoughts and insights on freelancing, traveling, and self-development. I can’t wait to share what I cooked up last week. Alrighty, without any further ado… Let’s hit it!
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Download The Misfits & Rejects Podcast by Chapin Kreuter
When it comes down to it...We all just want to be understood.
For the love of all things holy and spiritual, that’s all we want. To just not feel like we’re alone in the world.
Perhaps you’re like me and growing up, you always felt a little weird. Maybe because you liked nerdy sh*t no one else did, because you looked different from other people in school, or because you...for some weird reason, just felt like you never could truly fit in anywhere.
If you ever felt that, you’re not alone. I think, in some weird way, most people you know felt the same. But that’s why Chapin’s podcast is so special. Because it spotlights people who embraced their weirdness and used it to grow.
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| | And he made it a mission to share these people’s stories so others — maybe even yourself — could feel a sense of belonging and kinship to other “weirdos”. Weirdos who learned to love themselves and found ways to make an impact with businesses, their passions, and their special platforms with 1000s of weirdo superfans. Here’s a sneak peak of Chapin’s latest episodes: ● How A Woman Went Blind & Regained Her Sight, Then Built A 7-Figure Business In 14 Months ● How Someone Licenced Their Art To Urban Outfitters While Traveling The World
● How To Run & Own A Remote Cleaning Business ===>If you want to dive deeper into the Misfit & Rejects Podcast, take a look here.
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The Top 21 Coliving Spaces In The World
(From The People Who’ve Actually Been There)
If you ever thought remote work or digital nomadism was a lonely venture — think again. Because with the rise of coliving spaces, you’ll never have a dull moment in your work and travel lifestyle.
Just imagine waking up under the sultra Spanish sun, or hearing waves crashing on a Portuguese beach, or under the inspiring high-tech atmosphere of Singapore, Berlin, or even Budapest…
And being greeted by a host of a dozen or so like-minded digital nomads who just want to share their adventures with you. People from all over the world who want to hang with, learn from, and grow with you. Not only are these people your new friends, but they may be future business partners, collaborators, and in some cases, even your new lover. |
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Sign Up For
Digital Nomad Week 2021
Every industry has a marquee event that attracts thousands of people who aspire to take their businesses, careers, and lives to the next level. They’re awesome for people who want to meet others who they can nerd out with and feel a real sense of community.
For example, Traffic & Conversions and Affiliate World are HUGE in the online marketing space. Copy Accelerator Live & The Copywriter Club IRL are staples for copy and content writers. Twitchcon for Twitch streamers and Comic-Con for comic book lovers.
And finally…
There’s one massive conference just for digital nomads, remote workers, and location-independent entrepreneurs — Digital Nomad Week 2021.
It’s where 100s of speakers and remote professionals come together for a few days to talk about the state of the nomad world, gain insight on scaling their businesses, and discover new ways to make their nomadic lifestyle more sustainable, enjoyable, and comfortable.
In this year’s online conference, numerous names I’ve (constantly) featured in this newsletter will headline the event.
People like Matthew Bowles, Kristin Wilson, Jordan Carrol, and so many others will present exciting topics to help you find remote jobs, move abroad with ease, and make your life as a digital nomad easy and exciting.
====Go here to learn more and register for Digital Nomad Week 2021.
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The Digital Nomad Pioneer. Meet Johnny FD
Around 5 years ago, I fell upon a video recommended by YouTube that showed a hefty Asian-looking guy showcasing numerous side hustles that create passive income streams.
I had no idea what a digital nomad was...nor what a passive income stream...much less any of the hustles he shared with his audience…
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Johnny FD was my nomad Elvis Presley. My Paul McCartney. My Lewis & Clarke to the digital nomad world. Because he was the first person to ever show me what life was like as a remote worker. He rocked my world and showed me what was possible.
But for some time…
As I was stuck working a 9 to 5 teaching job, and struggling my way through the week, I forgot all about him. Luckily, YouTube recommendations came in the clutch and Johnny’s videos are popping up on my newsfeed again.
5 years later, he’s still traveling the world and making money. Nowadays though, he’s investing into properties all over the Ukraine and having a damn good time doing it.
Today, I want you to meet the guy who seemingly always has a smile on his face. The guy who introduced me to digital nomadism. The guy who has no idea who I am…
But I am truly grateful for it.
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Quick Links:
What I’ve Written The Last 7-14 Days
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Alrighty, fam. That’s all I’ve got for you today.
This was a bit of a mixed back of nomad topics, so I hope you can choose or two and dive right into those links.
Again, thanks a lot for reading…
And I can’t till Friday when I got another edition for you.
Gonna change it up and make it a bit more business-oriented like last Friday, since that had a pretty good response.
I hope you have a killer week.
Talk soon,
Francis
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| | Ignore the following text. It’s random & only here to improve delivery. It helped her understand all of the little things I do for her that I thought she was too young to notice. But now she says "thank you" more often, which really brings a smile to my face. I already know that this book is going to help her grow up to be a kind, grateful young lady!!" Thanks again for this book and I hope you can share this message with other mothers like me so they can read it to their kids." - Jenny Now, that's an incredible story! A Mother's Love is certainly one of my favorites, too, because of all the messages I get like this one. Click the button below to take a look inside A Mother's Love: It's about an interesting creature... a lonely Yeti, who's living in the snowy mountains all by herself, hoping for some company... Here goes: "If you're looking for some fun, or maybe even a friend, go up to the mountain to the path's end. There you'll find the Yeti, who lives all alone. She'll make you feel welcome in her snow-covered home. So pack up your gear, go slow and steady, the fun's just begun because the Yeti is ready!" This fun poem is from a new book called The Yeti Is Ready... And it's given my kids a new perspective on friendship & acceptance!" Click the red button below to take a look inside The Yeti Is Ready: You will rejoice to hear that no disaster has accompanied the commencement of an enterprise which you have regarded with such evil forebodings. I arrived here yesterday, and my first task is to assure my sister of my welfare and increasing confidence in the success of my undertaking. I am already far north of London, and as I walk in the streets of Petersburgh, I feel a cold northern breeze play upon my cheeks, which braces my nerves and fills me with delight. Do you understand this feeling? This breeze, which has travelled from the regions towards which I am advancing, gives me a foretaste of those icy climes. Inspirited by this wind of promise, my daydreams become more fervent and vivid. I try in vain to be persuaded that the pole is the seat of frost and desolation; it ever presents itself to my imagination as the region of beauty and delight. There, Margaret, the sun is for ever visible, its broad disk just skirting the horizon and diffusing a perpetual splendour. There—for with your leave, my sister, I will put some trust in preceding navigators—there snow and frost are banished; and, sailing over a calm sea, we may be wafted to a land surpassing in wonders and in beauty every region hitherto discovered on the habitable globe. Its productions and features may be without example, as the phenomena of the heavenly bodies undoubtedly are in those undiscovered solitudes. What may not be expected in a country of eternal light? I may there discover the wondrous power which attracts the needle and may regulate a thousand celestial observations that require only this voyage to render their seeming eccentricities consistent for ever. I shall satiate my ardent curiosity with the sight of a part of the world never before visited, and may tread a land never before imprinted by the foot of man. These are my enticements, and they are sufficient to conquer all fear of danger or death and to induce me to commence this laborious voyage with the joy a child feels when he embarks in a little boat, with his holiday mates, on an expedition of discovery up his native river. But supposing all these conjectures to be false, you cannot contest the inestimable benefit which I shall confer on all mankind, to the last generation, by discovering a passage near the pole to those countries, to reach which at present so many months are requisite; or by ascertaining the secret of the magnet, which, if at all possible, can only be effected by an undertaking such as mine. These reflections have dispelled the agitation with which I began my letter, and I feel my heart glow with an enthusiasm which elevates me to heaven, for nothing contributes so much to tranquillise the mind as a steady purpose—a point on which the soul may fix its intellectual eye. This expedition has been the favourite dream of my early years. I have read with ardour the accounts of the various voyages which have been made in the prospect of arriving at the North Pacific Ocean through the seas which surround the pole. You may remember that a history of all the voyages made for purposes of discovery composed the whole of our good Uncle Thomas’ library. My education was neglected, yet I was passionately fond of reading. These volumes were my study day and night, and my familiarity with them increased that regret which I had felt, as a child, on learning that my father’s dying injunction had forbidden my uncle to allow me to embark in a seafaring life. These visions faded when I perused, for the first time, those poets whose effusions entranced my soul and lifted it to heaven. I also became a poet and for one year lived in a paradise of my own creation; I imagined that I also might obtain a niche in the temple where the names of Homer and Shakespeare are consecrated. You are well acquainted with my failure and how heavily I bore the disappointment. But just at that time I inherited the fortune of my cousin, and my thoughts were turned into the channel of their earlier bent. Six years have passed since I resolved on my present undertaking. I can, even now, remember the hour from which I dedicated myself to this great enterprise. I commenced by inuring my body to hardship. I accompanied the whale-fishers on several expeditions to the North Sea; I voluntarily endured cold, famine, thirst, and want of sleep; I often worked harder than the common sailors during the day and devoted my nights to the study of mathematics, the theory of medicine, and those branches of physical science from which a naval adventurer might derive the greatest practical advantage. Twice I actually hired myself as an under-mate in a Greenland whaler, and acquitted myself to admiration. I must own I felt a little proud when my captain offered me the second dignity in the vessel and entreated me to remain with the greatest earnestness, so valuable did he consider my services. And now, Margaret, do I not deserve to accomplish some great purpose? My life might have been passed in ease and luxury, but I preferred glory to every enticement that wealth placed in my path. Oh, that some encouraging voice would answer in the affirmative! My courage and my resolution is firm; but my hopes fluctuate, and my spirits are often depressed. I am about to proceed on a long and difficult voyage, the emergencies of which will demand all my fortitude: I am required not only to raise the spirits of others, but sometimes to sustain my own, when theirs are failing. This is the most favourable period for travelling in Russia. They fly quickly over the snow in their sledges; the motion is pleasant, and, in my opinion, far more agreeable than that of an English stagecoach. The cold is not excessive, if you are wrapped in furs—a dress which I have already adopted, for there is a great difference between walking the deck and remaining seated motionless for hours, when no exercise prevents the blood from actually freezing in your veins. I have no ambition to lose my life on the post-road between St. Petersburgh and Archangel. I shall depart for the latter town in a fortnight or three weeks; and my intention is to hire a ship there, which can easily be done by paying the insurance for the owner, and to engage as many sailors as I think necessary among those who are accustomed to the whale-fishing. I do not intend to sail until the month of June; and when shall I return? Ah, sister, how can I answer this question? If I succeed, many, many months, perhaps years, will pass before you and I may meet. If I fail, you will see me again soon, or never. Farewell, my, excellent Margaret. Heaven shower down blessings on you, and save me, that I may again and again testify my gratitude for all your love and kindness. |
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| | Ignore the following text. It’s random & only here to improve delivery. It helped her understand all of the little things I do for her that I thought she was too young to notice. But now she says "thank you" more often, which really brings a smile to my face. I already know that this book is going to help her grow up to be a kind, grateful young lady!!" Thanks again for this book and I hope you can share this message with other mothers like me so they can read it to their kids." - Jenny Now, that's an incredible story! A Mother's Love is certainly one of my favorites, too, because of all the messages I get like this one. Click the button below to take a look inside A Mother's Love: It's about an interesting creature... a lonely Yeti, who's living in the snowy mountains all by herself, hoping for some company... Here goes: "If you're looking for some fun, or maybe even a friend, go up to the mountain to the path's end. There you'll find the Yeti, who lives all alone. She'll make you feel welcome in her snow-covered home. So pack up your gear, go slow and steady, the fun's just begun because the Yeti is ready!" This fun poem is from a new book called The Yeti Is Ready... And it's given my kids a new perspective on friendship & acceptance!" Click the red button below to take a look inside The Yeti Is Ready: You will rejoice to hear that no disaster has accompanied the commencement of an enterprise which you have regarded with such evil forebodings. I arrived here yesterday, and my first task is to assure my sister of my welfare and increasing confidence in the success of my undertaking. I am already far north of London, and as I walk in the streets of Petersburgh, I feel a cold northern breeze play upon my cheeks, which braces my nerves and fills me with delight. Do you understand this feeling? This breeze, which has travelled from the regions towards which I am advancing, gives me a foretaste of those icy climes. Inspirited by this wind of promise, my daydreams become more fervent and vivid. I try in vain to be persuaded that the pole is the seat of frost and desolation; it ever presents itself to my imagination as the region of beauty and delight. There, Margaret, the sun is for ever visible, its broad disk just skirting the horizon and diffusing a perpetual splendour. There—for with your leave, my sister, I will put some trust in preceding navigators—there snow and frost are banished; and, sailing over a calm sea, we may be wafted to a land surpassing in wonders and in beauty every region hitherto discovered on the habitable globe. Its productions and features may be without example, as the phenomena of the heavenly bodies undoubtedly are in those undiscovered solitudes. What may not be expected in a country of eternal light? I may there discover the wondrous power which attracts the needle and may regulate a thousand celestial observations that require only this voyage to render their seeming eccentricities consistent for ever. I shall satiate my ardent curiosity with the sight of a part of the world never before visited, and may tread a land never before imprinted by the foot of man. These are my enticements, and they are sufficient to conquer all fear of danger or death and to induce me to commence this laborious voyage with the joy a child feels when he embarks in a little boat, with his holiday mates, on an expedition of discovery up his native river. But supposing all these conjectures to be false, you cannot contest the inestimable benefit which I shall confer on all mankind, to the last generation, by discovering a passage near the pole to those countries, to reach which at present so many months are requisite; or by ascertaining the secret of the magnet, which, if at all possible, can only be effected by an undertaking such as mine. These reflections have dispelled the agitation with which I began my letter, and I feel my heart glow with an enthusiasm which elevates me to heaven, for nothing contributes so much to tranquillise the mind as a steady purpose—a point on which the soul may fix its intellectual eye. This expedition has been the favourite dream of my early years. I have read with ardour the accounts of the various voyages which have been made in the prospect of arriving at the North Pacific Ocean through the seas which surround the pole. You may remember that a history of all the voyages made for purposes of discovery composed the whole of our good Uncle Thomas’ library. My education was neglected, yet I was passionately fond of reading. These volumes were my study day and night, and my familiarity with them increased that regret which I had felt, as a child, on learning that my father’s dying injunction had forbidden my uncle to allow me to embark in a seafaring life. These visions faded when I perused, for the first time, those poets whose effusions entranced my soul and lifted it to heaven. I also became a poet and for one year lived in a paradise of my own creation; I imagined that I also might obtain a niche in the temple where the names of Homer and Shakespeare are consecrated. You are well acquainted with my failure and how heavily I bore the disappointment. But just at that time I inherited the fortune of my cousin, and my thoughts were turned into the channel of their earlier bent. Six years have passed since I resolved on my present undertaking. I can, even now, remember the hour from which I dedicated myself to this great enterprise. I commenced by inuring my body to hardship. I accompanied the whale-fishers on several expeditions to the North Sea; I voluntarily endured cold, famine, thirst, and want of sleep; I often worked harder than the common sailors during the day and devoted my nights to the study of mathematics, the theory of medicine, and those branches of physical science from which a naval adventurer might derive the greatest practical advantage. Twice I actually hired myself as an under-mate in a Greenland whaler, and acquitted myself to admiration. I must own I felt a little proud when my captain offered me the second dignity in the vessel and entreated me to remain with the greatest earnestness, so valuable did he consider my services. And now, Margaret, do I not deserve to accomplish some great purpose? My life might have been passed in ease and luxury, but I preferred glory to every enticement that wealth placed in my path. Oh, that some encouraging voice would answer in the affirmative! My courage and my resolution is firm; but my hopes fluctuate, and my spirits are often depressed. I am about to proceed on a long and difficult voyage, the emergencies of which will demand all my fortitude: I am required not only to raise the spirits of others, but sometimes to sustain my own, when theirs are failing. This is the most favourable period for travelling in Russia. They fly quickly over the snow in their sledges; the motion is pleasant, and, in my opinion, far more agreeable than that of an English stagecoach. The cold is not excessive, if you are wrapped in furs—a dress which I have already adopted, for there is a great difference between walking the deck and remaining seated motionless for hours, when no exercise prevents the blood from actually freezing in your veins. I have no ambition to lose my life on the post-road between St. Petersburgh and Archangel. I shall depart for the latter town in a fortnight or three weeks; and my intention is to hire a ship there, which can easily be done by paying the insurance for the owner, and to engage as many sailors as I think necessary among those who are accustomed to the whale-fishing. I do not intend to sail until the month of June; and when shall I return? Ah, sister, how can I answer this question? If I succeed, many, many months, perhaps years, will pass before you and I may meet. If I fail, you will see me again soon, or never. Farewell, my, excellent Margaret. Heaven shower down blessings on you, and save me, that I may again and again testify my gratitude for all your love and kindness. |
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