Kayaking en Patagonia

Thanks to Remote Year, I've spent the past two months living in Córdoba and Buenos Aires, Argentina, and it's been nothing short of amazing. That said, I know I also need to spend time in the outdoors to be truly fulfilled. Living so close to Patagonia—a region that contains some of the most beautiful landscapes in the world—it was only a matter of time until I went off-the-grid. 

A few weeks ago a fellow Remote, Jeremy, asked the group if anybody was interested in a kayaking trip in Patagonia, and I immediately jumped on board. He and I ended up spending seven days traveling, kayaking and exploring the region of Torres del Paine, Chile, and it was more amazing than I could have hoped for. 

The following post is basically a huge collection of my journaling from that week.

Thursday, April 14 

It's Thursday afternoon and we're headed to the airport in Buenos Aires. Our original flight is delayed from 1:40 to 3:10, and then again from 3:10 to 4:20. We actually don't start heading to the runway until about 5:00. Shitty weather in El Calafate is to blame.

Finally, we are above the clouds. It's the first time I've seen the sun for longer than 5 minutes in over two weeks. We land in the dark, take a taxi to a hotel that was much nicer than we expected.

Our hotel, Esplendor, was actually much nicer than expected. Beautiful in fact. Though, one small detail was missing. They forgot to put us in a room with two beds, and the rest were booked. Looks like Jeremy and I are getting close on day one.

Friday, April 15

El Calafate

It's 6am and it's go time, which is a shame because it's the most comfortable bed I've slept in the whole Remote Year journey, and probably longer. After a quick shower and breakfast, we're out the door by 7:30 and walk to the bus station. 

Dogs are everywhere. With only the slightest hint of interest they're at your side, laying on your feet, and rolling over on their bellies. I'm sure they could sense I'm a dog person. They're hardly different than us, they just want love and attention.

The weather ahead looks grim for 4 days of kayaking and camping. An average high of mid 40s and rain every day. The thought of sub-freezing temperatures and snow has never sounded so inviting. Kayaking in the snow would be beautiful.

Puerto Natales

A light snow storm and chipped window later, we arrive in Puerto Natales and take a taxi to our hotel. Our hotel, Hotel IF, is a neat little place. We have a rooftop sunroom with an adorable reading nook, a wrap around deck, and a nice view of the lake. I'm in love already.

We meet with our kayaking guide to get acquainted, and he warns us of 80km/winds the next day and suggests we postpone our trip for a day. He recommends we instead rent a car, and he gives us an exhausting list of sights to see around Torres del Paine. I couldn't be more excited to have kayaking cut day short. We are going to see some unbelievable sights.

The rest of the evening we spend shopping for gear (I'm now a big fan of Wool Buffs), having a couple beers at a local brewery, and enjoying one of the best meals I've had in years. If you ever find yourself in Puerto Natales, do yourself a favor and have dinner at Afrigonia one night.

Saturday, April 16

Snow, rain, sleet, high winds. We are seeing it all today. The weather today is too intense to kayak, so we postpone our trip a day. Instead, we rent a car and head to Torres del Paines like Cristian recommends. I couldn't be happier.

Our journey starts heading north on the 9. We take a slight detour to see the enormous caves at Gruta de Milodon. It's snowing, but nothing unmanageable. We continue north through the open landscape and into Cerro Castillo, where a several herdsmen are guiding an enormous flock of sheep through a roundabout. There's at least 500 sheep. I would argue closer to 750. Watching the dogs work together and guide the heard is nothing short of impressive.

Onwards to Torres del Paine. The snow is heavy. Having not driven in snow for almost a decade, I must admit it has me on edge. The snow is really coming down now.

We pass Lago Sarmiento and make our next stop 10km off the freeway at Laguna Azul. It's a small lake, and the trees are near the end of changing colors, displaying a beautiful blood-red stripe along the mountains. I'm able to snap a decent shot of a vibrant red Long-tailed Meadowlark from the drivers seat.

Next we head in the direction of Salto Grande. On our way we come across Cascade Paine. What a pleasant surprise. There is wide sweeping series of waterfalls. One of the most scenic views I've ever encountered. We have a break in the weather and couldn't be more grateful. We are completely alone and have the entire area to ourselves to admire the view.

Driving through a narrow strip of land between Lago Nordenskjöld and Lago Sarmiento we encounter countless groups of Guanacos. Literally, countless. Littered throughout are Lesser Reahs, Andean Condors and Crested Caracaras. 

We reach Salto Grande with another break in the weather. We hike along the shore for a nice view of the waterfall from below. We decide we want a view from above and start the trek, and the weather decides to take a turn. What should be a 15 minute walk turns into 25. The rain and sleet is coming at us sideways. I've never encountered winds so strong.

We reached the rivers edge, and although we can hardly stand steady and keep our eyes open, it was satisfying to say the least. The waterfall is intense, but naturally it doesn't stop me from wanting to get reasonably close. 

The drive home is the most scenic drive I've ever driven. We drive along Lago Pehoé and the enormous Lago Toro. The water is a bright aqua blue the entire way. We pass through a wide variety mountainous landscapes. Steep rocky cliffs, forests full of dark red leaves, fields of bright yellow grasses, all set against snow-capped mountains. 

We pass a family of mustangs that know they have more rights to the road than we do. They have no problem running across the road multiple times, making us wait for them, nor do they care how close we get. Graceful, beautiful, wild and free. Not used to seeing wild horses, they appear so peaceful.

An hour and a half later we arrive back in Puerto Natales. We eat dinner next door at Santallo. Best. Meal. Ever. It's a MUST go. A couple of Calafate Sours later, it's time to get prepared for the real adventure starting tomorrow. 

Sunday, April 17

We wake up early. Our guide, Jose from Kayak en Patagonia, picks us up from our hotel and takes us to the beginning of Río Grey, at the southern tip of Lago Grey to suit up.

I had no idea we would be wearing so much gear. First, we have our base layers. Then, we have to squeeze into snug onesies. After that, we slide into a full dry suit complete with waterproof shoes. Finally, on top of everything, we fasten our skirts to keep water out of the kayak, our life vests, and our dry-bags for cameras. I can be submerged in water up to my neck and be perfectly dry. It takes nearly 20 minutes to get dressed the first time. 

Jose basically scares the shit out of me explaining about how to handle emergency situations, and then it was time to climb into the kayak. Fun fact: even with all of our gear, in case of a capsize you only have about 5 minutes in the water before hypothermia sets in. No big deal. If flipped, Jose will immediately start building a camp fire. Comforting.

It doesn't take long for me to be uber appreciative for all of our gear. Our first day on the water includes lots of wind, choppy water, and on-and-off rain. The terrain is flat and open, with no shelter from the wind or rain. However, I am completely dry and warm. I am a happy camper as they would say.

After 10km, we stop to have lunch on the side of the river. After another 10km, our river merges with Río Serrano and we paddle onto the river bank. We're done kayaking for the day. We drive 10 minutes up Río Serrano and setup camp along the shore for the night. We barbecue steaks and salmon, enjoy some wine, whiskey and beers, and head to bed.

Monday, April 18

It only takes me 10 minutes to get all of my gear on today. A feat that leaves me feeling accomplished.

The landscape is completely different today, with much more variety. We find ourselves kayaking through narrow rivers, wide deltas, alongside various cliffs and mountains. It's beautiful. At times the water is perfectly smooth. A turn later it will be choppy, fast moving, and we are avoiding downed trees. 

The weather could be better, but I am very happy. It's overcast for most of the day, but it allows for some stunning views as the sun tries to penetrate through. It rains on and off, but I don't mind since I am dry. We have negligible wind all day, and that makes the biggest difference.

At one point we come across a waterfall and have to carry the kayaks over land to get around it. We stop for lunch and to take some photos.

Soon after we find ourselves kayaking alongside mountains covered in snow. The melting icecaps create dozens of tall, narrow waterfalls along the banks of the river. At any given time there are a half-dozen waterfalls in view. We see Glaciar Serrano just above the tree line, quickly coming into view.

After paddling 40km for the day, we reach the mouth of Río Serrano, where it opens up into lake Seno Ultima Esperanza. We setup camp with a view of Glaciar Serrano just beyond the trees. We explore and admire the glacier with awe while Jose starts on the barbecue. Exhausted, it's an early night. We can hear the glacier's thunderous cracking through the night.

Tuesday, April 19

The next morning we carry the kayaks about 100 yards and drop them into a lake at the base of Glaciar Serrano. We have the entire lake to ourselves. I am in heaven.

We paddle the kayaks to within 60 meters away from the glacier. Anything closer could be very dangerous if it decided to calve. It's hard to grasp the scale. Compared to other glaciers, this isn't a huge glacier by any means, and it was enormous up close. We hold the kayaks steady and stare in awe for 20 minutes.

We take our time paddling back to land. We pass through all of the chunks of ice bergs that have broken off through the night. This might be the highlight of the trip. Slowly meandering between these giant chunks of floating ice, admiring them, touching them. The water is smooth as silk. The sun is shining. It is surreal.

We get back to shore right before a ship of 75 passengers arrives to view the glacier. The boat arrives once a day, for one hour, and then the land is silent again. Over the past two days, we have only passed one person. We are the most remote I have ever been.

After our morning at the lake, sadly, it's time to surrender our kayaks. We're loaded onto the fairy with the rest of the passengers, kayaks included, and together start the ride back to Puerto Natales.

The boat ride is three hours long, with a stop at a small ranch for lunch along the way. We drink whiskey with ice cubes gathered from the glacier. Along the way I'm pleasantly surprised by the sight of several groups of penguins and a small pod of dolphins.

Dropping us off at our hotel, this time Weskar Patagonia Lodge, we thank Jose for an unbelievable trip of a lifetime. The evening concludes by laying on my bed and looking out the window, admiring a view of the mountains we just returned from.

Wednesday, April 20

Back to reality. This is the tough part. Though I must say, being a part of Remote Year, my current reality is awesome. I'm unbelievably blessed. We catch the 8:00am bus back to El Calafate, and then hop on a plane the same evening. After about 15 hours of traveling, we are back home in Buenos Aires, ready for an amazing nights sleep.

This is a week I will never forget.

- - -

Continue to follow my Remote Year journey by subscribing on the right. Once a month I will send an email that recaps all of my posts for the month. And of course, follow me on Instagram for a more consistent stream of photos from the trip.

My apartment in Buenos Aires, Argentina

While in Córdoba, we were spread out over 40 different apartments throughout the city. Here in Buenos Aires, we're all in 7 apartment complexes. Our complex alone, Byblos, has 30 Remotes.

Córdoba event highlights

With one month down, it's humbling to reflect on our time in Córdoba and marvel at the amount of experiences we've shared together. I don't want to forget how fortunate we all are, so I've compiled a bunch of event photos into one post.

I will be doing this for every month throughout the year, highlighting each of the major events we attended - or at least the events I attended. There's so much going on, you wouldn't survive if you did everything. This post doesn't even include all of the great memories from lunches, dinners, exploring, partying and dancing, which I'll write about another time.

Photo credit: A decent amount of these photos were not taken by me, and it would take forever to credit every photo since there's so many. Instead, I'm going to give huge thanks to everybody whose photos I've used. A few people in particular that share a lot of their amazing photos with the group are Johnson, Matt, Derryl, and Mike.

On to the events...

Welcome party in Carlos Paz

For a proper kick off to the year, Remote Year organized a party along a river outside of Carlos Paz. After a few hours of getting to know each other, we had a lake-side dinner and ended the evening with a fellow Remote DJing into the night. A perfect way to meet and get to know each other.

My 32nd birthday at El Papagayo

This wasn't planned intentionally for my birthday, but coincidentally it ended up being the perfect way to celebrate. After an amazing 7-course meal, 8 bottles of wine, and a lot of singing with our server, we headed to Milk for more drinks and lots of dancing. It's a birthday I'll remember forever.

Amazing Race city tour

For each city we live in, we'll be doing an "Amazing Race". Essentially, a list of clues is compiled to highlight many the city's most notable attractions. We're split into teams to try and find them, and are charged with the task of taking group photos at each location. It's a great way to get to explore and become familiar with each new city.

Paseo de las artes

Every Saturday evening, a few streets downtown are closed off and a massive market takes over. It's packed with loads of people, local arts, crafts, and even boxes of kittens. If you're looking for a beautiful handmade maté cup, this is the place to go.

The Junction

The Junction is a monthly mixer where Remotes and local entrepreneurs gather to meet like-minded people from around the world. At every Junction, there's a series of short presentations from Remotes and Locals alike, giving people a chance to discuss what they're working on. This month, Paige and I presented our company Hopscratch. I hope do another presentation for my other company Truce.

Condor trekking in Quebrada del Condorito National Park

A two hour drive and a day of hiking led us to a large gulch that was home to a community of roughly 30 - 40 Andean Condors. The Condor is one of the largest birds in the world, with a wingspan reaching over 11ft for a mature adult. It was a beautiful hike.

Park cleanup

We want to give back to every community we live in. For Córdoba, that resulted in a park cleanup. With the help of some faithful street dogs we collected 61 bags of garbage, tons of strange old stuff, and got lots of love from the local people in the park.

Guys night

Naturally, when the girls decided to have a girls night, the guys decided to have a guys night. After a delicious, Neanderthal-ish rooftop asado, we finished the night at Clarke's Irish Pub. The night concluded with one guy getting stitches in the hospital, one broken window (unrelated), and more grilled meat than you could imagine.

Dia de la Memoria

The Day of Remembrance for Truth and Justice (Día de la Memoria por la Verdad y la Justicia) is a public holiday in Argentina, commemorating the victims of the Dirty War. It is held on 24 March, the anniversary of the coup d'état of 1976 that brought the National Reorganization Process to power. These photos were taken from my apartments rooftop that evening.


Argentinians love their asados (barbecues). We went to several asados throughout the month. One was put on by our new friends at Gi-Fly Bikes, a startup we shared the coworking space with. We spent the evening hanging out on a rooftop while the Gi-Fly team grilled strange-meat after strange-meat for us to dry. You'll never see me eat kidney again, but everything else was delicious. Our climbing guide from canyoneering also had an asado for us at his place.

La Cumbrecita

La Cumbrecita is a small picturesque, secluded alpine-like hamlet, located amongst spruce and pine, a couple of hours from Córdoba. A large group of us hopped on the bus and spent half a day exploring the town and nearby waterfalls and streams before moving on to Villa General Belgrano.

Villa General Belgrano cake festival

After La Cumbrecita, we continued on to Villa General Belgrano for a cake festival. A small mountain village named after the creator of the Argentine flag, Manuel Belgrano, the town is located in the lush green valley of Calamuchita in the hills in the Province of Córdoba. What an awesome little town.

Canyoneering in Altas Cumbres

The next day was a beautiful day to escape the city to go hiking and rappelling. The first rappel dropped us 75ft straight into deep freezing water with a 25ft swim to shore. It was gorgeous, but unfortunately the deep water stopped us from bringing our cameras so we don't have any photos. We spent the next couple of hours hiking in a deep crevice and with more waterfalls and rappelling before emerging from the canyon. Upon exiting, we were surrounded by tall cliffs loaded with anchors for rock climbing.

Argentina vs Bolivia

Interesting fact: There's no alcohol served during games at Estadio Mario Alberto Kempes. It didn't take long to figure out why. The stadium is packed to the gills and the crowd is rowdy enough on its own. There's even a moat around the sides of the field, and glass with spikes near the goals to keep the crowd from rushing the field. Argentina won 3-0.

Farewell Córdoba tango and fiesta

For our farewell party we had dinner and a tango show at El Arrabal. I was blown away by their talent. We even had a handful of Remotes get on stage to show us what they've learned during their tango classes. Naturally, drinks around town ensued afterwards.

Adios Córdoba... on to Buenos Aires!

That's it for events in Córdoba. I had an unbelievable time and am so grateful I was able to spend so much time there. I'll write later about my favorite places around town and differences in culture, so subscribe on the side if you don't want to miss anything. You can also follow me on Instagram.

Below is my final sunset in Córdoba. I hope we meet again someday.

Some of my favorite places from Córdoba

This post is probably more for me than it is for you. One of my favorite things about traveling is seeing all of the different restaurant, bar and cafe designs around town. These are some of my favorites that I don't want to forget. Most of these are not my photos.

El Papagayo

One of the fanciest meals I've had in my life, and it just so happened to fall on my birthday! A seven course meal and wine pairings for only about $50USD. Can't beat it.

Mercado Central

So beautiful inside. With the giant wall of green and warm cozy interior, I was instantly in love with this place. Solid food and drinks as well.


A regular spot for us. Service was amazing - we had the same server every time and he must have been one of the friendliest people in the city - and the food was delicious.


Milk became the central bar for Remote Year to gather for a night out. If a night at the club was in store, you can guarantee that the evening would start here.


All around great place, and worth going to for more than brunch. One of the most popular places because of it's proximity to the office and good food.


One of my two favorite places to work in Córdoba. Amazing food, drinks, and a great outdoor space to work. This is the place to go when the weather is nice.

Aquiles Café

The first hot spot coffee house that Remotes eventually took over as word got out. Awesome friendly staff and good coffee made it a great place to work for a few hours a day. 


This is one of Nadia's favorite bar in town, and she took me here on our first night out. Great food, drinks and company. I'm a sucker for greenery.


Very unique and industrial place, and big. We easily fit about 30 Remotes on the upstairs patio and drank and played Euchre all night.


You could find some Remotes having dinner here on any given night. We had the second part of our going away party here, and even had our own Remote DJs mix for the night.


Probably my favorite design of any of the restaurants in Córdoba. This place was gorgeous. When can I move in?

A couple others places that I didn't find decent photos of that I'd like to remember... Paradojas, The Rooftop and Kiui.

Month 2: Buenos Aires, Argentina

After what seems like I only 5 days, a full 5 weeks have passed since the start of Remote Year. Yesterday we spent the day on a double decker bus moving homes from Córdoba to Buenos Aires.

It was a somber morning. A drizzle of rain didn't let up until we were outside of the city. It was quite fitting, seeing how it was a little sad to leave. The people of Córdoba have been extremely welcoming, generous, and a pleasure to get to know. On the flip-side, I'm equally excited for our next destination.

On to the next adventure... Buenos Aires!


Work hard, play hard. Learning to live life to the fullest in Córdoba

It's 2:30am on a Wednesday evening. I just returned home from an evening out with some friends. We had a delicious dinner at the nearby restaurant LATE, and afterwards decided to go for drinks at Milk. We initially met for dinner at 9:00pm with plans for an early night. I have no idea where the time went.

That's ok. I like it that way. Everything is still fairly new to us here in Córdoba. We're all still quite new to each other in the Remote Year group as a whole. We're anxious to have fun and get to know each other. Every night is an unknown. The only known is that something is going on somewhere in this city, if that's if you want. One thing that I already love about Córdoba is that I feel this is a city about the people and of the people, not of the people's professions or their possessions. 

Last night was an even later night out. A Tuesday. The women in the group decided to have a ladies night, so naturally the men decided to have a guys night. The night concluded with one guy in the hospital (Anhton, glad to hear the stitches went well), one broken window, and the largest and most Neanderthal-ish grill-fest you could imagine. I'll spare you the details, but it was an epic evening. My favorite part of the evening was connecting with three locals that I met at the bar (Nico, Martin, and Jeremias). We talked for nearly an hour, and I was laughing non-stop. If you know me personally, you know that's a feat in itself. I made it home by 7:00am that night. Er... morning.

The day before that, it was a 5:00am morning. I met a local girl, Nadia, and she was happy to show me an authentic Argentinian experience. We spoke at length about the culture and country's history. We had drinks at her favorite places around town. We shared my first cup of maté. We had a great time. The night ended with cuarteto dancing, a classic in Argentina.

Does this mean my work is suffering? No, not at all, actually. To be honest, I was nervous that work might slip a little bit on this adventure. But even on the days that I'm not at my computer for a "full" day, I most certainly am just as productive. I make the most of my screen-time so that I can go out and explore and have fun. When it's work time, it's work time. The ideas and designs are flowing freely. I have more energy. I am more motivated. I have new thoughts, new ideas. More importantly, I am more inspired. Hell, it's 3:30am right now and I'm writing - a completely new endeavor for me. Yes I know, realistically it will not always be like this, but I will take advantage of it while I can.

Overall, I can honestly say that I feel this city is much more "me". I've never been a morning person. I'm a stay-up-all-night-with-loud-music-and-draw kind of person. For years I've been trying to adapt - or force myself - to be more of a morning person. Here in Córdoba, life is quite different. Many of the restaurants don't even open for dinner until 8:00pm, and if you show up before 9:00pm you will be the only person in the restaurant. Then, dinner itself tends to be at least a two hour ordeal. The next day, work doesn't start until almost lunch time, and extends further into the evening. It's perfect for the night owl in me.

I could get used to this.

I plan to write more while on this trip. Subscribe on the right to receive my ramblings in your email if you're interested. And of course, follow me on Instagram for a more consistent stream of photos from our trip. For now, I will leave you with a couple of GIFs from guys night out.

GIF by Derryl

GIF by Derryl

GIF by Johnson

GIF by Johnson

Who goes on a trip around the world? Remote Year 3: Team Cousteau

One of the first questions I am often asked when talking about Remote Year is "what kind of jobs do these people have that lets them to travel for a year?" As expected, many are from creative fields such as design, writing, and development, but honestly, we're a very diverse group from all walks of life. Not only do we have wildly different careers, but we also originate from wildly different countries. There is an infographic below that goes into more detail.

We're the third group of "Remotes" to embark on this journey, and our cohort was named after Jacques Cousteau, a world-famous French ocean explorer and engineer, among many other things. He also looks strikingly similar to my grandfather from my mother's side.

"When one man, for whatever reason, has the opportunity to lead an extraordinary life, he has no right to keep it to himself."
- Jacques Cousteau
Infographic created by Heather, marketing lead at Remote Year

Infographic created by Heather, marketing lead at Remote Year

My apartment in Córdoba, Argentina

When spending a year living around the world, it's best to let go of all expectations and enjoy the ride. That including dealing with living arrangements. With Remote Year, you never know what your living situation will be like until the minute you walk in the door. In my case, so far so good. My place in Córdoba is nothing fancy, but the water is hot, and it has functioning internet (most of the time). Our plumbing decided to spring a massive leak in the wall, so we even had a free indoor waterfall for no extra charge. Below is a tour of my living space.

How did I end up here? My first steps in a journey around the world with Remote Year

How did I end up here? The short answer is I discovered Remote Year in mid-December through my co-worker, Paige. When she informed our team at Hopscratch that she was accepted into a program that would allow her to work and travel the world for 12 months, the opportunity sounded too good to be true. I was rich with envy, and decided to apply to the program that night.

But what really happened that night?

To start, life was good. Both Hopscratch and Truce were (and are) growing well, I lived within walking distance of two of my best friends of almost 20 years, and don't even get me started on how amazing my dog Murray is. Why would I want to give that up, even if only for a year?

I've had a handful of friends travel all over the world in the past few years. There's Mira, who spent 5 months backpacking Europe. Colton, who a few months ago returned from a year and a half abroad, picking up work as needed to keep the trip going. And most recently, Jeff, who on multiple occasions has traveled to far reaches of the planet for months at a time. That night, I committed to stepping off of the sidelines and finally jumping head-first into a world I thought I would only dream of.

Not only was the thought of leaving home and heading into a world of unknowns overwhelming on its own, but it also meant giving up on my relationship with a beautiful girl that I was currently living with. Admittedly, the previous couple of months had already taken a turn downhill, but that didn't make letting go any easier. I had to stop pretending there was a chance and finally accept that there was no future for us. That was fucking hard.

Telling my partners that I wanted to leave - and needed their support - was hardly any easier of a situation. I was a wreck on the day I delivered the news. They have been two of the most amazing teams I've been able to be a part of. They have put so much into our relationship, both professionally and personally. I felt guilty, like I was bailing on them. I still feel guilty. Of course, as expected, I received nothing but the most loving support one could imagine, and I was one step closer to being on my way.

In the end, I owe a large part of my current situation to a handful of "Ducey's" (read: whisky's) at Valley Bar. The evening Paige told us about her travels, we were celebrating her acceptance into the program - quite a feat, considering there has been over 50,000 applicants - when I drunkenly applied for the program. I was accepted a week later.

And here I am, sitting on my bed in my new apartment in Córdoba, Argentina, which I will call home for another 4 weeks. The year ahead is full of uncertainty and will bring many challenges, but for now, I can go to bed knowing that sometimes drunk decisions can be good decisions.

I'll write more about my experiences and the Remote Year program in the coming weeks, so click "I want updates" on the side if you're interested. Adiós por ahora.



My new commute

My new commute

Month 1: Córdoba, Argentina

This is where it begins. I don't know when it will set in, but I know it hasn't yet. After roughly 30 hours of travel, I finally landed in Córdoba at about 12:30am on the 29th. Our Remote Year leaders were there to greet us and had organized a few vans to drop us off at our new homes. By about 3:00am I was finally able to begin catching up on some much-needed zzzs. 

The last large group of "Remotes" to arrive in Córdoba

The last large group of "Remotes" to arrive in Córdoba


Hello there, world

Thanks to the organization Remote Year, I've been offered a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to travel the world for a full year while working remotely with my current companies here in the States.

Starting in March, I'll be working remotely from Argentina, and then Bolivia, Peru, and 8 other countries throughout South America, Europe and Asia. There will be a cohort of 75 from 15 different countries, working and traveling side by side, learning from each other and the cultures we're ingrained in. Over the course of the year we will spend a month a piece in 12 different cities spanning 11 countries before returning home. 

The amount of support from my team members at Hopscratch and Truce has been overwhelming, and even brought me to tears multiple times. With no hesitation at all, I've received nothing but encouragement. Words can't express the level of gratitude and love I have for all of them. I couldn't do this trip without them, and one team member is actually traveling in the same cohort. Naturally there will be challenges that arise from not sharing an office together, but we are in it for the long haul and we'll make it work. They have showed me what it truly means to put love first.

While I'm sure it will be an anxious and equally exciting good bye, I know the year is going to fly by and I'll be back in the States before I know it. In the meantime, if you're looking to escape the barrage of racist Trump comments for a bit, you have a place to stay. Below is where you'll be able to find us!

South America

Córdoba, Argentina
Buenos Aires, Argentina
La Paz, Bolivia
Cusco, Peru


London, England
Prague, Czech Republic
Belgrade, Serbia
Split, Croatia



Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia
Chiang Mai, Thailand
Phnom Penh, Cambodia
Ho Chi Minh City, Vietnam