September 10 - nomadic Crypto Billionaire tells you how to live
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Yo,

It’s Francis.

Time for another Friday edition of The Nomad Newsletter.

I’m currently comfortably sittin’ pretty in the tiny village Naoussa, Greece. And let me tell ya, it’s gorgeous. It has all of the beauty of famous cities, like Mykonos and Santorini. You get the stunning blue and white buildings, tucked closely and wrapped around with winding walking paths — but without the constant stopping for IG influencers.

Paros is one of those places you go to get lost in and kind of hope it takes a while for someone to find you. It’s crazy to think places like this exist, but they do. To think I grew up in an ol’ grungy city, like Memphis, but some lucky person got to see these sights every day.

Luckily for me, the newness and novelty add to the magic.

The kind of magic I hope you experience one day.

(or maybe you already are?)

Anyway, here are a few topics to help you get there:

🌆 2021’s Top Rated Destination For Remote Workers (That You Won’t See In Your Friends’ Travel Photos)

🇭🇷 [Video] How A New Jersey Man Moved To Croatia & Lives Comfortably On $47/ Day

💱 Crypto Billionaire Gives You (Digital Nomad) Life Advice

💻 Well-Known Digital Nomad Influencer Tells You He’s FINISHED W/ Digital Nomad Life

📱 4 Supah Chill Digital Nomad/Remote Work Podcasts You’ll Love If You Dig Personalities, Travel Stories, And Real People

….alrighty, it’s Friday.

I don’t wanna waste any more of your time.

Let’s get into it!

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The Best City For Remote Workers Is A Surprise To Most —
Don’t Sleep On Tallinn, Estonia

Voted as the #1 city for remote workers, I’ve known about Tallinn for a while now. After the game-changing decision to give online workers e-residency a few years ago, Tallinn has quickly become the hub for online business & tech entrepreneurs. Not only is it freakin’ gorgeous, but it’s also incredibly affordable and fun to live in.

Shout out to living in a city with fantastic quality of life, right?

With Tallinn being one of the best-preserved medieval old towns in Europe, home to several beaches, trendy modern districts, and nearby other popular European cities, like Oslo, Stockholm, and St. Petersburg…

It makes sense why this seemingly random city is such a hit!

Some more facts:

  • Even the US Department of State assessed Tallinn as a low-level crime location, making it a safe place to live in.

  • The median rent for an apartment in Tallinn is around 400-600 euros...which is pretty good. Especially considering living in many happenin’ cities in the US would cost you around several thousand dollars.

  • According to the World Health Organisation, Estonia is among the countries with the cleanest air.

===>Check out this entire article by Visit Estonia to get the complete breakdown of why you should move to Tallinn.

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This Dude Moved To Croatia During The Pandemic,
Now He’s Making Countless People Jealous


YouTube has been stalking me relentlessly to watch a certain video. I ignored it for WEEKS. To be honest, I was just way to0 busy watching Theo Von videos and Memphis Grizzlies highlights from 2012 (glory days). Until, one day, I finally gave in and gave it a view.

The video:

It’s an 8-minute clip released on CNBC’s Make It segment, featuring a guy named Steve Tsentserensky, who transitioned to digital nomad life in January 2021, during the pandemic.

Steve left the US and made a move to Split, Croatia, where he now lives happily, enjoying a better quality of life than he had in New Jersey (haha ain’t that hard if you ask, it’s JERSEY — joking, my bad for anyone from NJ)

Here's why I think it's cool:

  • It's a story of how someone didn't let the sh*tty circumstances of the pandemic stop them from making a life-changing move.

  • It shows you how easy it can be to move abroad with the right mindset.

  • For some, the pandemic was a reality check. A lot of people hunkered down and chose to wait till things blew over. While others built businesses, side hustles and set their futures up.

(if you saw my email two emails ago, you’ll see my friend David Mcneill who can help people move abroad with ease)

===>Check out this feature to get his whole story and how he makes a living as an expat traveler.

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Wow, Another Article On Cryptocurrency (Kind of) —
Quick Insights From A Crypto Billionaire On Digital Nomad Life


Meet Vitalik Buterin, one of the co-founders of Ethereum.

Yeah, that Ethereum.

Last week Buterin opened up his Twitter account and allowed any of his followers to ask him a question. Sure, they could have asked him about the future of his product or literally ANYTHING about being a billionaire.

Instead, a lot of the questions were around his nomadic lifestyle.

From slow-travel vs. long-travel to his favorite cities to stay in, he broke it all down in 140 characters or less.

The article is short, so I’ll keep this part short for you.

===>Click here to read about what billionaires do as digital nomads.


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Thoughts From A Guy BREATHED Digital Nomad Life...
Now Says He’s SICK OF IT!


There come a time where all the greats retire.

Ali, Jordan, Kobe, Gretzky.

The years, the wear & tear of the lifestyle, and plain ol’ getting older just hit you differently. At that time, it’s time to pack up, move on, and see what else is new. But that’s not just for pro athletes. For seasoned travelers like Tom Kuegler, it also relates to life on the road.

Tom is a well-known writer, YouTuber, and vlogger who documents his adventures worldwide. But in Tom’s August 25th article published on his Medium profile, he revealed that life nomading isn’t what it used to be.

For some, remote work and traveling is a lifelong affair.

I’ve personally met people well into their 30s, 40s, and even 50s still surfing Mexican waves and toasting with a glass of Hungarian Palinka with fellow elder travelers.

But for some, life on the road comes must come to an end.

===>Check out Tom’s thoughts on “being sick” of digital nomadism here.


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4 Ridiculously Good Digital Nomad/Remote Work
Podcasts For Easy Listening


  • If you’re interested in online business… — check out David Ralph’s podcast, Join Up Dots. David’s style is hella unique. His energy, storytelling, and exciting lineup of guests make each episode incredible and crazy engaging. While some podcasts can tire out after the 12-minute mark, David has a way of keeping your attention for the entire episode.

  • If you’re looking for a blend of topics...— check out Matthew Bowles’ The Maverick Show. Matthew is a really good dude. Like, really. Not only is he genuinely interested in his guests’ work, but also their lives. Listening to podcasts where it’s just value, value, value every episode is easy. But finding a podcast where you can dive deep into interesting stories of guests and fall in love with them, that’s rare. But with Matt’s podcast, it’s the norm.

  • If you’re looking for straight-up digital nomad tips...— check out Kristin Wilson’s Badass Digital Nomads podcast. I’ve written about Kristin before, but that’s just a testament to how excellent her content is. She has a magical way of pulling out interesting guests with unique topics, making each episode not just fun but also helpful. Learn about how to launch your nomad life AND live well.

  • If you’re looking for couples doing digital nomadism work together...— check out The World Wanderers by Amanda & Ryan. These two have been at it for more than a decade! They have a blend of storytelling, value-based content, and personal updates in their episode catalog. If you’re looking for a chill-vibes podcast to listen to, then grab an episode of theirs and enjoy!


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BAM.

There you have it. 4 topics, 4 podcasts. That should keep you busy for the next few days.

Make sure you mark our emails as “important” so you never miss an update.

If you’re still reading here, then I just want to say “thank you.”

Writing this newsletter is seriously so much fun for me, and I hope it inspires you to write or create content about topics you’re passionate about.

Look out for our next email on Monday!

Have a great weekend and talk soon,

Francis
The Nomad Newsletter

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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.
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.