Morning two in Kathmandu and I am hard at work attempting to be hard at work in the official breakfast eating area of my Thamel guest house (Thamel is the tourist center of Kathmandu) when I am approached by a man calling himself Johnny FD. Having seen the Pacific Crest Trail sticker on my
How I Travel, Make Money, and Stay Alive
If there's one thing I get asked more than anything else it's, "How are you able to live this life of adventure? Where does the money come from?" Well, curious reader, here is your answer. When I first tried to write this post it turned into an explanation of how I started Halfway Anywhere -
Halfway Anywhere: The Origin Story
If there's one question that you folks contact me with the most, it's this, "How do you support yourself? How do you make money? What on Earth are you doing to be able to support this [apparent] life of indefinite travel!?" As I do with most things I find myself responding to in emails over and
Missing A Flight (And Getting A Free One)
My flight out of Bangkok's Suvarnabhumi Airport leaves at 13:55. I arrange through my hostel for a van pick me up at 11:00 since it will apparently take upwards of an hour to reach the terminal. This gives me plenty of time to wake up early, check out some sites, eat some food, and relax as I
The Single Best Travel Tip
Actively searching for the best travel tips is not something that I suspect a lot of you of doing. I instead imagine that you find yourself looking at lists of "the (insert arbitrary number) best travel tips" as a result of seeing a seductive link somewhere and being duped into finding out which
How To Never Pay For Accommodation Again With Couchsurfing
As evidenced from the variety of beds I find myself waking up in around the world, I am a fan of waking up on other people's couches (floors, pool tables, and/or (spare) beds). But how do I come to be on these couches in the first place? Surely I'm not simply breaking into random apartments in a
Fly Peach: Japan’s Discount Airline
I typically don't give much heed to the means by which I travel; so long as I make it from A to B, I am satisfied (except for that one time). And I generally don't like airplanes (manned flight is nothing short of sorcery). Despite Japan's being connected by an incredible railway system, the
Nordmarkt: Where Crack Heads And Children Live In Harmony
My hitchhiking from Maastricht to Dortmund goes well and I arrive in Germany earlier than expected. Two hours until I am expected at my host's apartment - I guess it's a good time for a celebratory beer. I find my host's place to get my aimless wandering out-of-the-way and then head to the
Climbing Up (And Pooping On) Mount Fuji (Part II)
Didn’t read Part I? Climbing Up (And Pooping On) Mount Fuji (Part I). TL;DR: I'm now sitting in the freezing cold on top of Mount Fuji waiting for the sunrise after a crowded and frustrating climb up from the fifth station. I open my eyes. Yup, just as I suspected, still dark. Have I