On 23rd of November 2009 I boarded a plane in Copenhagen bound for Bangkok. I had spent the previous 4 months selling my flat, my furniture and just about everything I owned. I had reset large parts of my life and was equally excited and nervous. Nothing could have prepared me for the adventures and the roller coaster ride ahead. In most people’s mind including my own, this was insane. But I wanted to do it, start over. I wanted to see the world, experience, photograph and learn. I did however not just wake up one morning and decide to do this. In 2007 I had quit my fulltime job in IT, started freelancing and I traveled a lot in 2007 and 2008. So I had a sort of running start into choosing to fully free myself of all my belongings and travel fulltime from 2009. Likewise, I did not one day choose to not be a nomad anymore, I had changed and circumstances in my life changed and over a few years I finally realised the nomad travel years were over. It is not an easy thing to get into, nor out of. Nomad life was nothing like a normal short or medium length trip where you have a home to return to. To quote Charles Dickens: “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times”. It really was. But I would not change one second. You can read my Trips Around The Sun stories if you are interested in more about my nomad years.