A typical day for me in 2018 has been anything but normal.
I can't even tell you what a typical day looks like...
...because it's always changing.
I'm basically incapable of routine.
Even when I'm staying in one location.
But 
I started out the year by packing a mismatched swimsuit in my suitcase because I didn't know where the real half went.
Most likely in a shared storage unit a 50-hour drive across the country.
That's without pee breaks.
Yikes.
It doesn't matter.
They belong together now.
After sort of responsibly packing my suitcase, I hopped on a flight to Qatar with no idea of when I'd return home.
Or where home technically was, even.
I'll figure out "home" later.
Until then....a lil' Qatar:
After Qatar, I spent the first couple of months of my year in Chiang Mai.
A typical day in Chiang Mai consisted of:
🌴Crashing a digital nomad conference
🌴Driving on the wrong side of the road
🌴Getting in motorcycle wrecks
🌴Meeting up with other amazon sellers every week
🌴Exploring new crazy restaurants because they feed me blue noodles:
🌴Playing in ball pits that were only for adults
^^warning: never attempt co-working in a ball pit. Zero work happens.
🌴Going to sticky waterfalls that weren't sticky at all!
🌴Accidentally eating raw, bloody buffalo meat with locals (I thought it was beets....)
I didn't have a typical day in Chiang Mai. Because when I know I'm going to only be somewhere for a short while, I just HAVE to explore. And meet new people. And okay...I had to work, too.
And I did.
But I just did it in weird cafes with hedgehogs and new friends I met who were also hustling trying to make this whole "work from your laptop" thing a reality.
Oh, and the occasional Chinese New Year (in Thailand):
But then, Thailand kicked me out.
Visa time was up...
...so I impulsively booked a flight to Malaysia while sitting next to my friend in a ball pit.
Seriously.
Malaysia wasn't on my radar for travel (sorry, Malaysia...I see now what a huge mistake that was).
But my friend and I were sitting in the ball pit one day, and I asked where she was going for her visa run, and she said Kuala Lumpur.
I don't know why I didn't just go straight to Vietnam or Bali, since I wanted to visit them.
Or why I didn't go to Cambodia.
I just kind of said, oh, okay good idea.
I'll book Malaysia, too.
So I booked the flight on my phone while sitting there in the ball pit.
I didn't have a typical day in Malaysia, either.
I mean, how could I, when I was busy hanging out with awesome steemians and discovering that my feet smelled like Durian?! And eating alll the food?
Or when I was discovering my obsession with a new coffee beverage that magically came out of a vending machine that is apparently...
...liquid viagra or something? Let me see... I messaged 
Let's see...Ah! Here it is (I'm the green bubble):
Anyway... I only ended up in Malaysia for about 2 weeks when I decided to go to Bali.
The plan was to go to Ubud, but that didn't happen.
Because typical days don't happen.
Sometimes you last minute read an interesting blog post about a town named Canggu and then just change all of your travel plans.
So, I fell in love with Canggu.
A typical day in Canggu was just like anywhere else:
🐠Work, but with a lot of distractions
🐠Bounce around to somewhere new every day to work from because if i lived in a tiny lil' room, I could spend the other half of what would normally be my rent $ on bouncing around to cool coffee shops and restaurants!
🐠Walking on the beach at sunset
🐠Having a cat fall through my ceiling while I was sleeping
🐠Farting around with my Indonesian friend Lia, which I would have linked you to an AWESOME video I made of us...but Dlive...you know 😢Wow, my heart literally hurts now because I just remembered that I lost basically all of my travel footage from this year. 💔
Anyway, all I have is this photo instead:
Lia made me love Bali. I got to experience a lot through the eyes of a local...and there's just no beating that.
🐠Drinking cat poop coffee with my crappy friend:
🐠Full moon dancing in traditional Balinese ceremony clothing:
I wasn't expecting that to happen.
Then, I went to Vietnam. Hanoi, to be exact...where the typical day was trying to figure out how the heck to live in Hanoi.
I've never been so confused, or had such a hard time figuring out how to "do life."
I'm trying to remember what 
Something like, Hanoi slaps you in the face but then eventually ...idk. He said it better. The point is, you figure it out and it grows on you.
A typical day in Hanoi was discovering that it's just easiest if you share a house with a bunch of other people. I didn't know that, because in Thailand it was really easy to just rent out a room.
It was walking around the lake and drinking too much coconut coffee, because Vietnam has the best coffee I've ever tried in my life.
North Vietnam, to be specific.
A typical day was dancing in banana suits with my friend purely just to see how Vietnamese would react:
^^Another broken heart moment.
Settling for a picture, but the video with reactions was WAY better.
A typical day in Hanoi was eating too much Mi Xao Bo, which I found out is crazy good... but all people ever talk about is Pho.
Mi xao bo is beef noodles with veggies and it's bomb dot com.
Don't have a pic 'cause I ate it.
A typical day in Hanoi was meeting up with awesome steemians 
I even learned some photography tips from
He takes awesome pictures like this:
That's
A typical day in Hanoi was walking home from lunch, but randomly stopping to fish with a local who spoke no English instead:
^^again?!? Seriously, my heart is broken!!
Nevermind! It's glued together a lil' because I found it on youtube:
The only picture to settle for now is where we tried to talk via translator and he said I have no social skills, 😆.
Not sure if that's what he was trying to say...hmm.
After Hanoi, I headed down to central Vietnam to Da Nang and Hoi An.
On what should have been a typical routine day, I found myself drawing a sketch on a napkin instead. What it resulted in was this:
That's right.
A steem spirit dress designed by me (NOT sewn by me...I'm not that talented lol) on a sketchy napkin.
On another "should have been typical day" in Da Nang, I ended up on a treasure hunt by the beach for gold, with a fellow "steemian" whom I may or may not have kidnapped.
Honestly, I'm only 5 months into the year at this point. Recapping a "typical day" for the entire year would just be too much for anyone's attention span to handle.
I lived in 8 cities this year, and visited more.
I even tried to slow it down, by staying in Canggu for a long time after Vietnam.
But really, I've moved around lot.
There hasn't been a typical day, other than I sit down each day to work at some point and write my daily steemit post.
But sometimes even then, the unexpected happens and there's a change of plans.
I'm learning to balance between going with the flow and also sticking to a schedule that I make for myself.
But if you want to see some more "typical days" for me...I'll give you a few more pics from the rest of the year.
Because pictures speak more than 1,000 words, right?
They're talkative lil' buggers.
^^Sometimes I end up looking for land because my Indonesian friend radomly knocks on my door and said she needs help haha.
Here we are looking for it:
But when I'm not being interrupted by Nari, or working from a cafe, or exploring on a festival day...
...my typical days aren't that much different than yours.
Sometimes I exercise, sometimes I don't.
If I'm in Bali, I go to a local restaurant called a warung every day for breakfast, lunch and dinner.
In Thailand, I get it delivered or walk to a restaurant nearby or cook if I'm lucky enough to have a kitchen.
95% of the time I'm not.
But that's ok.
My typical days aren't so typical.
But for now, that's the way I like it.
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