Two months of nomading

About two months ago, I quit my job. I sold most of my stuff, packed the rest into a suitcase and a backpack, took my wife and our dog - and flew one way to Costa Rica 🇨🇷.

My plan was simple — slow traveling combined with building a sustainable business. Month and a half had passed, and I’m sitting right now at Juan Santamaria International Airport — waiting for a flight to my next destination.

How would I sum up this period? Two words — I failed. But as it’s written in one of the books my manager at Forter gave me, as a goodbye present, this was an intelligent failure.

What does it mean? It means that I’ve learned a lot. How to (not) start a business. What works and what does not work. What are my strong traits, and what I should focus on next. Failure is an inevitable part of eventually succeeding. The people who succeed, are not the ones who never failed. The people who succeed, are those that keep going — despite their failures.

And I intend to keep going.

Pictured: me at my San Jose Airbnb, finishing some stuff before packing up for my next destination.

📍 Juan Santamaria International Airport