The problem was that I didn’t have an ID photo. The traditional one that a photographer takes, with four little Soma heads on it. When I first learned that such traditional, printed photos were needed, I didn’t understand the matter. Every office has a digital photo booth. This is where photos are taken for student ID cards, driving licenses, and passports, and I was curious as to why this camera couldn’t take a photo for an international driving permit.

After two and a half months, I got an answer to this question. I mean, I didn’t ask anyone the question, so no one could answer it, but while I was doing the paperwork, I figured out the solution. The international driving permit – contrary to my expectations – is not a regular plastic card the size of a bank card, but a paper booklet that you can hold in your hand, is unwieldy, cannot fit in your palm, cannot be put in your pocket – and is not practical at all in Hungarian. Based on the official-sounding formula, the international driving permit is an official translation of your Hungarian driving license, which allows you to drive in countries where the Hungarian driving license is not recognized or valid, especially in places that are not members of the European Economic Area (EEA) or have not joined the Vienna Convention on Road Transport.

Based on my preliminary research, I had an idea of ​​what this international driving permit was, but of course there were surprises at the office.

What did I know in advance?

Where do you not need an international driving permit? The Hungarian driving license is recognized as proof of driving rights in:

• EEA member states
• Countries that have joined the Vienna Convention on Road Traffic
• Based on a bilateral agreement in Japan and the Republic of Korea
• Great Britain

Just for the sake of order, I’m putting the countries here, next to each other, to take up less space. So, if you find the country you’re going to in the three lists below, don’t bother with the international document.

• EEA: EU countries, Iceland, Liechtenstein, Norway, Switzerland
• EU: Austria, Belgium, Bulgaria, Cyprus, Czech Republic, Denmark, Estonia, Finland, France, Greece, Netherlands, Croatia, Ireland, Poland, Latvia, Lithuania, Luxembourg, Hungary, Malta, Germany, Italy, Portugal, Romania, Spain, Sweden, Slovakia, Slovenia
• Countries that have joined the Vienna Convention on Road Traffic: Albania, Austria, Azerbaijan, Bahamas, Kingdom of Bahrain, Republic of Belarus, Belgium, Bosnia and Herzegovina, Brazil, Bulgaria, Czech Republic, Denmark, Republic of Estonia, Finland, France, Georgia, Greece, Central African Republic, Republic of Cuba, Croatia, Democratic Republic of the Congo, Central African Republic, Republic of Iran, Israel, Qatar, Kazakhstan, Kenya, Kyrgyzstan, Republic of Lithuania, Luxembourg, Republic of Macedonia, Kingdom of Morocco, Moldova, Principality of Monaco, Mongolia, Montenegro, Niger, Norway, Italy, Armenia, Pakistan, Republic of Peru, Portugal, Romania, Russia, San Marino, Seychelles, South Africa, United Arab Emirates, Ivory Coast, Republic of Estonia, Serbia, Sweden, Switzerland, United Kingdom, Slovakia, Slovenia, Republic of Tajikistan, Turkey, Tunisia, Turkmenistan, Ukraine, Uruguay, Uzbekistan, Vietnam, Zimbabwe

Where do I need an international driving permit?

If you want to drive in a country that is not on the above lists, i.e. not a member of the EEA or the Vienna Convention on Road Traffic, it is recommended to obtain an international driving permit. In most cases, it is not required, but it can be useful if it is, or it can be important for car rental, or in the event of a traffic offense or accident. Therefore, if the given country is not on the above lists, we definitely recommend that you check with the relevant country’s embassy before traveling abroad whether an international driving permit is required or not.

Validity of an international driving license

• The international driving license is only valid together with the Hungarian driving license.
• The driving license is suitable for proving driving rights abroad in those countries where the Hungarian driving license is recognized, and for proving identity domestically, according to our national rules.
• The validity period of the international driving license is the same as the health validity period indicated in the Hungarian driving license on which it was issued, but no more than three years from the date of issue of the international driving license.

What didn’t I know in advance?

I felt very prepared when I arrived at the office at the end of July. I had my ID photos (4 instead of 2), I had the money for the document and I knew what I wanted.

Until the lady in charge asked me what kind of international driving license I wanted?

I am never prepared for this question. What could I have said? That I would need such an official one. I asked her timidly, what would I be able to choose from if I had to choose!?

While the lady was talking and looking at something else, I asked AI: what kind of international driving licenses can be made in Hungary?

In Hungary, an international driving license is not a separate new license, but an International Driving Permit (IDP) issued to an existing, valid Hungarian driving license. This is an official translation that allows the international use of the Hungarian driving license in countries where it is requested.

Two types of international driving permits can be issued in Hungary:

• International driving permit according to Geneva Convention 949
  • The 1949 version is valid for 1 year.
  • It is used in countries that have signed the 1949 Convention (e.g. USA, Thailand).
• International driving permit according to Vienna Convention 1968
  • The 1968 version is valid until the expiry of the Hungarian driving permit, but for a maximum of 3 years.
  • Most European countries have signed this convention, as well as other countries, such as Ukraine and Russia.

Important: Not all countries accept one or the other version, so before traveling, it is worth checking which type the given destination country requires.

How interesting, isn’t it? It was not by chance that I was led into the forest in advance! The last part of the What I knew in advance paragraph deals with validity. I quote: “The validity period of an international driving permit … is a maximum of three years from the date of issue of the international driving permit.”

In other words, the results of the preliminary research all refer to driving permits issued under the Vienna Convention, and no one even mentions that there was a Geneva Convention.

For the sake of completeness, here is a list of countries that accept driving licenses issued under the Geneva Convention: Albania, Algeria, Andorra, Angola, Anguilla, Antigua and Barbuda, Argentina, Aruba, Australia, Austria, Bangladesh, Barbados, Belgium, Belize, Benin, Bhutan, Bolivia, Botswana, Brunei, Bulgaria, Burkina Faso, Cambodia, Cameroon, Canada, Cayman Islands, Central African Republic, Chad, Chile, Taiwan, Colombia, Comoros, Congo (Democratic Republic of the Congo), Ivory Coast, Croatia, Cuba, Cyprus, Czech Republic, Dominica, Dominican Republic, Ecuador, Egypt, El Salvador, Equatorial Guinea, Estonia, Ethiopia, Fiji, Finland, France, French Polynesia, Gabon, Gambia, Georgia, Ghana, Gibraltar, Greece, Guatemala, Guinea, Guinea-Bissau, Haiti, Honduras, Hong Kong, Hungary, Iceland, India, Indonesia, Iran, Ireland, Israel, Italy, Jamaica, Japan, Jordan, Kazakhstan, Kenya, Kuwait, Laos, Lebanon, Lesotho, Libya, Madagascar, Malawi, Malaysia, Mali, Malta, Mauritania, Mauritius, Morocco, Mozambique, Namibia, Nepal, Netherlands, New Zealand, Niger, Nigeria, Oman, Pakistan, Papua New Guinea, Paraguay, Peru, Philippines, Qatar, South Korea, Réunion, Rwanda, San Marino, Senegal, Seychelles, Sierra Leone, Singapore, Somalia, South Africa, Sri Lanka, Sudan, Suriname, Swaziland (Eswatini), Syria, Taiwan, Tanzania, Thailand, Togo, Trinidad and Tobago, Tunisia, Turkey, Uganda, United Arab Emirates, United Kingdom, United States of America, Uruguay, Venezuela, Vietnam, Zimbabwe.

Seeing that one license is valid for 1 year and the other for 3 years, I was a little unsure whether I needed it at all. Then I thought that even if I don’t drive a car, I might drive a motorbike, so an official document wouldn’t hurt. After I decided to have one, I told the lady to please check which one is required for Thailand, because I’m going to live there.

Here came the second interesting thing. The lady asked if I wouldn’t take her in my suitcase too? She also has a great desire to live in a place like this. Then she started listing her “genders”, that is, why she doesn’t leave yet, despite the fact that it is her great desire.

I thought to myself that it would be easier if we did it officially, because this suitcase trip seems steep. While writing, I was looking for a picture for this, and to my shock, I found that in 2017 an English woman tried to enter Turkey in a suitcase. Let the picture of her and my nice and crisp international driving license issued under the Geneva Convention be the end of this article.

The post 122. | Missing post: International driving license first appeared on Digital Nomad Blog.

The thing is that after writing the previous post, I got myself together and went from the arrivals side of the airport to the departures side. As I accumulate experiences, I can share them immediately. While I was writing the post, my mobile credit for use abroad (meaning, not in Hungary) ran out. To the best of my memory, this has never happened to me before. Of course, this should happen during a trip like this. I started using a free wifi. The article was completed in both Hungarian and English in my editing program. But when I uploaded it to the blog, the system got stuck. My first thought was that the free wifi was boring with me. That’s why I bought myself an additional mobile data card. Which for some reason didn’t bring me online connection right away. I hope I didn’t end up paying for an additional service that I can’t even use.

So it’s very unpleasant to experience while driving that the service provider (in this case Yettel) sends you an SMS message saying that the internet has stopped, but you have no choice but to click on the link in the message. Since I – oh, you clingy creature – was bothered by the fact that the message “accidentally” didn’t say what this click would cost, I’m trying to find out. So there’s no internet on the phone, and the free wifi just froze under me. Fortunately, the wifi was fixed with a down and then up connection. I thought that after that, the easiest thing would be to ask what’s on my mind on the Yettel chat. Well, getting to the chat wasn’t easy either. Then I became suspicious that it wouldn’t be AI chat that I was waiting for, but human help. When I finally got to the window where I could sigh my question, I received a regretful answer that everyone was very busy, to try again later. That’s it. I hope this is not just another example of the service provider’s inability to find a usable method of providing help.

The point of the whole internet misery is that after I quickly got to the departure page, I had to realize that without an online connection, the phone would not be able to reach Google Drive, where all the travel documents are always carefully saved. In other words, I can’t even approach the plane without an internet connection. After that, only luck, coolness and ingenuity remain among the tools. It’s good if you can work with these, but I personally prefer to work with pre-planned and smooth solutions.

I was able to reconnect to the internet. As it soon turned out, this was not a buffet internet, but the airport’s. I quickly downloaded the Istanbul boarding pass. Then, with foresight, the Bangkok one too. After all, there it would be questionable how I would have an online connection.

Isn’t it interesting!? You only have to go a little further away from the country and you will already have so many interesting and immediately solvable tasks.

Why did I almost miss my first long flight? Because I was lame. Ok, let me be more understanding and kind to myself. I’m inexperienced. That’s the right word! Because even though I’ve flown a lot, I still haven’t seen everything.

At the airports I’ve visited so far, I’ve gotten to the seat where I fly above the clouds in the following way:

1. I find/know where the departure gate is.
2. I find/know where the security check is.
3. I enter the security gate using the QR code on my boarding pass.
4. I go through the snake game track to the scanner, where everything is scanned. This is where the bonus rounds occur. When you have to take your laptop and tablet out of your bag/not take them out. When you have to take your shoes off because you stepped on the wrong field. When you have to pantomime with your hands outstretched if they think I’m a terrorist based on my face/behavior/system signals.
5. If we’re over the fact that I’m not the biggest enemy of passenger security, they’ll wave for me to go. Then none of the bags went to track B, where they’ll definitely throw something out of it into the trash. Then you can start putting the metals back on yourself, which you unpacked in front of the scanner onto a large tray. At this point, your watch goes back on your wrist, your change goes back in your pocket, and if there is time, your belt goes back into your pants…
6. At this point, we are already inside. Here you have to pay attention to which gate you can board the plane at. If you arrive early enough, this information is not yet written down. At this point, you can make mistakes. For example, a leisurely breakfast can easily get you there, and by the time you realize it, the last reminder in red text will appear next to the gate number.
7. Once you have the gate, you can stagger there. It is very important to be aware of where you are starting from. Because when we head towards the gate, we leave the most important point of the airport. The duty free shop. The Mecca of perfumes. The sanctuary of consumer society. This is the origin. And the gates are located to the right and left along all sorts of winding corridors. You should know that there are gates that are 2 minutes away from the origin, and there are some that are up to 15 minutes away on foot. If you have to run, it doesn’t matter…
8. Finally, once you are at the right gate, you have to show your passport and boarding pass again. Plus, they can also argue with you about whether one of your bags is big/heavy.

This process description is more or less true within the EU. We are used to this because of Schengen. But if I go to the UK or Bangkok, I have to insert a passport check somewhere into the above process. Because an ID card is no longer good here, and it is not enough to have a valid flight ticket.

I guess I have been dragging my feet for a long time with the presentation of the processes, so I will get to today in Istanbul.

There was a baggage screening right on the departure side. It was right behind the entrance. This is where I realized that I could not show my boarding pass without internet. And this is where things went wrong. Since I had the scanner, and the boarding pass accidentally appeared in my mind, I associated it as if I had already passed the security check. I looked at the big information board to see where my plane was departing from. This was my second mistake. Because this sign – contrary to usual – did not show the boarding gate, but the check-in point. What I looked at, and by the way, I always check in online, while still at home.

So I went to the place indicated on the sign, took note that I had to be there at 15:50, and sat down for a coffee. When I went back at 15:50, I immediately felt that there would be another rush. My plane leaves at 16:30, in 40 minutes, and there was no one where I was standing. The airline’s logo was no longer on the screen. And of course, it dawned on me that at most one paper plane would take off from where I was standing. So I missed it.

Moreover, I didn’t even know where to go. When I found out, I wasn’t much happier. At the end of a terrifyingly long line was the passport control. Then at the end of another terribly massive line was the security check. I did something I had never done before in my life: I said I was short on time and asked to be at the front of the line. Despite this, after security, I felt like I didn’t have time to put my belt back in my pants. It’s a complicated and time-consuming process. So I started running because next to my flight number and gate number 14, it was written that it was a last minute. And 14 is a big enough number to hurt if you run…

Running is good in that it comforts me to think that I am making at least a few people happy. It can be a funny sight to see a marathon runner with a desperate face at the airport. On the other hand, it is very unpleasant to get on the plane with water dripping off me.

I reached the plane, I still had a seat. Happiness!

The expected flight time according to the plane is 9:45.

I spent the first half of the trip mostly sleeping. Then I collected experiences and wrote this post.

What are my experiences now:

1. There are many more people on such a plane, we don’t travel in the middle, but on the right and left sides. Like in cool airplane movies.
2. On such a plane, everything is twice as big as on the wooden benches. Since today was the first time I flew on it, and now on this one, based on fresh experiences I can see, for example, the size of the windows, the size of the wings, etc.
3. We were given proper, normal hot food twice, a complete meal each. And something to drink.
4. I am able to sit in one place for 8.5 hours, sleeping, eating, reading and writing in the meantime. During the 2-hour journey in the morning, I didn’t even unfasten my seatbelt. Here, the first time it happened after 8.5 hours. The second time will be in an hour and a half, because that’s when we get off.
5. The staff on this plane is much nicer. I believe in the kindness here. On the wooden benches, I feel like a role in most cases.

I really enjoyed this flight. With its comfort, its naturalness. For the first time in my life I flew over Africa. I experienced some aspects of a long flight.

A Muslim man just performed his prayer a meter away from me. There are many and diverse people on the plane and I didn’t feel at all alienated here.

The first date went well!

The post 114. | My first long flight first appeared on Digital Nomad Blog.

Well, several people have indicated that the posts have disappeared. I think there will be an explanation for why, let’s just say that I had much, much better things to do than write. I missed writing too, but now wasn’t the time for that either. I will write a few “missed stories” posts in the next period to keep the picture complete.

But now I have to write about leaving!

So the day has come… The counter has disappeared from the page. Oh, sorry! That’s not the most important thing! The day of departure has come. I start writing this post at the airport in Istanbul. Like a seasoned digital nomad. I plan to end it here.

I’ve felt like I could say I’m a digital nomad several times before, but from today on, I’m definitely calling myself one.

Preparing the travel package

I didn’t rush packing. I started around 10pm last night. Not only to pack my things, but also to tidy up the apartment. For the past – almost exactly to the day – 9 months, the upper floor of my younger brothers’ family house has been my home. I would like to express my gratitude to them again!

But that apartment will soon be taken over by someone else, but even if it weren’t, I should still pack up my things. A hallway, a kitchen, two bedrooms and a bathroom. Normally, an hour or two wouldn’t be enough to move out of a home, but since I “live a minimalist life” I wasn’t worried that the 4 hours I had at my disposal wouldn’t be enough to get the job done.

The things I had accumulated in my home (again, the accumulation!…) had three destinations. Some of them would go to the trash, some would stay in a closet in Hungary, and the rest would come with me to see the world.

By the way!

There was no question that I would have a laptop backpack. I “bought my plane ticket” in mid-June. Since then, I haven’t even considered the possibility of carrying a second package, meaning that the purchased ticket would have to be supplemented. I was waiting for the right time for this task to come, but the time just wouldn’t come. Before that, the thought came to me that I might not even buy such an additional option. Buying this additional ticket for 3 flights would have been quite expensive, I guessed that without even starting to look at the websites of airline companies. It occurred to me that I would set off towards my new home with a laptop bag – as we usually go on vacation – because I would be able to buy the stuff in Asia for cheaper than the additional ticket. A couple of T-shirts and pants…

So for a while, there was such a cool version that I would go 6,600 km away with a laptop as the crow flies.

Then when I brought myself to look up how much it was, I found out that my ticket included a second carry-on bag option. So I started packing it into my nice new backpack that I bought this year.

These were the options I had:

I finally managed to organize all my things that were left at home in one place. This is the end result:

Just for the record, about half of my remaining stuff is hiking stuff. Tent, foam, waist pack, second and third backpacks, etc.

My chosen possessions for my new life were:

I thought it would all fit in half a backpack. Well, I was wrong, I could barely fit all this shit in. I ended up leaving out the jeans and the belt that came with them. On the one hand, they didn’t really fit, and on the other hand, I realized that I would probably never wear them where I was going. The feather that had settled on my underpants didn’t come out with me either. However, next to the only thin sweatshirt, there is a hair cutting kit hidden there. I’m just saying that if everything goes according to plan, the first thing I’ll do in Asia tomorrow is to free myself from the hassle of washing my hair.

I have only one book, so that if everything else fails, I’ll still have something to read. The Rubik’s Cube and two decks of cards can be fun in my boring times. And I’ll also say that I didn’t take the bed with me.

On the way to the airport

My brother and I left for the airport at 2 am. Before that, there was still time for a quick shower and a last coffee together. Since this sentence is a bit ambiguous, I would like to emphasize that the shower was not shared! I will write about the last ones… I am full of emotions again, many people gave me a few kind words, hugs, and good wishes for the trip.

It rained during the first half of the trip. In a serious way that I don’t like to experience while driving. But, I wasn’t driving. My brother said that the country was mourning my departure. I dare to hope that this was half a joke, half a serious statement. Although it feels good to think back that at least three people reacted after learning about my decision, saying “it’s a shame that you’re leaving, because the country needs more people like you…” In my article “The decision”, I wrote about how I think about Hungary. Well, my not-so-bright opinion has only received more and more slaps in the face in recent months. For example, my brother could only tell me stories about the past few days on the way to the airport that made me shiver.

So, whoever sent that rain, I didn’t take it as a sign and got on the plane.

The flight

Since I didn’t even try to sleep (sleeping is usually not possible before such trips), I slept the entire flight. It turned out that I was the first to board the plane and the last to get off. Unfortunately, this doesn’t mean that I was the captain.

However, when we took off in Budapest and flew first through the fog, then through the first layer of clouds, the view I chose as the featured image of this post awaited me.

Before I leaned my head against the window, I took out my inflatable neck pillow that I had received in Malta during Nomad Cruise 14. I thought, I’ll inaugurate it and let’s sleep together. Well… I couldn’t stand it for long. Apparently, I like to rest my head against the wall or the back of the chair and sleep like that.

We arrived in Istanbul on schedule. I’m still in the half of the city west of the Bosphorus, so I’m in Europe. I would have loved to cross the river to take my first steps outside of Europe.

Now I’m not worried about missing these first steps in Asia. In just over half a day, I’ll be on another continent with my feet…

Finally, about time

In Wales, I experienced that more emphasis should be placed on time zones and moving around. I was there during the week and I entered a weekend program there in my calendar. But Wales and Hungary are not in the same time zone. So, when I came home, the Google calendar that was operating in the Welsh time zone until then switched to the Hungarian time zone. And the four o’clock in the afternoon entered there automatically translated to five in the afternoon, since we are one time zone away. I was late for the program because they called at 16:12 to say that I wouldn’t go? To my incomprehensible question, they said that the program wouldn’t be at five, they could only say that it wasn’t.

So, that lesson came just in time for me to pay attention to this now. I’m traveling through 5 time zones today and tomorrow. I have to pay attention to when and where what time it is.

One of the goals of this blog is digital nomad education. I think the issue of time zones is a very interesting, exciting and important aspect around the world. That’s why I’m copying here some ChatGPT questions and answers on the topic, showing a recent experience from Turkey and a calendar entry misery.

Let’s start with the flight information:

Budapest BUD – Istanbul IST
2025.08.22 5:15 8:30
2:15 flight

Istanbul IST – Bangkok BKK
2025.08.22 16:30 – 2025.08.23 5:40
9:10 flight

Bangkok BKK – Ko Samui USM
2025.08.23 7:30 – 8:35
1:05 flight

• I’m going with this flight. This actually means how much flight time on 2025.08.22: Istanbul IST – Bangkok BKK 2025.08.22 16:30 – 2025.08.23 05:40
• The actual flight time of the aircraft on this route (Istanbul IST → Bangkok BKK) is usually between about 9 hours 10 and 9 hours 45 minutes, according to various sources.

• What is the name of the time zone in Istanbul?
• The name of the time zone in Istanbul is Turkey Time (TRT). Time offset: UTC+3 Since 2016, Turkey has not changed its clocks (it has remained on daylight saving time), so it is in
• UTC+3 all year round. The technical name of the time zone in databases (e.g. IANA time zone database): Europe/Istanbul

• What is the name of the Bangkok time zone?
• Official name: Indochina Time (ICT), Offset: UTC+7, No daylight saving time (same offset all year round), The zone name in the IANA database is Asia/Bangkok.

• How are UTC and GMT related?
• UTC and GMT are very close to each other, but there are some important differences:
• GMT (Greenwich Mean Time):
  • Historically, the time measured at the Royal Observatory in Greenwich, London.
  • It is also used as a name for a time zone (e.g. “GMT+1”).
  • It is not tied to atomic time, but is based on the rotation of the Earth.
• UTC (Coordinated Universal Time):
  • The internationally accepted standard time.
  • The extremely precise time measured by atomic clocks is combined with the rotation of the Earth (corrected with leap seconds if necessary).
  • This is the base time to which time zones are related (e.g. UTC+3).
• In practice, in everyday use, UTC and GMT mean the same time (without deviation), but:
• UTC is the standard and official form, especially in IT, aviation, and telecommunications.
• GMT is more of a traditional, geographical, and colloquial term.

These questions prepared me to enter my flights in the correct way in my Google calendar.

Google provides the ability to specify a time zone for an event.

Moreover, it also allows the start and end dates to be in different time zones:

If you know at this point that Thailand is in GMT+7, you can choose from the many GMT+7 options if you notice it lurking there:

And this will result in the corresponding calendar entry:

Based on these, I had a 10-minute job to make the 3 entries in the calendar.

Today’s experience is as follows:

After the plane landed in Istanbul, I turned on my phone. That is, I turned off the airplane mode. This gave the phone access to the internet within seconds. I saw that the time on the phone immediately changed, and then quickly on my watch. Hungary is in GMT+2, Istanbul is in GMT+3, so we jumped from 7 am to 8 am. So, the phone synchronized based on the internet, and from there the watch.

Then suddenly I see that it is 11:52 on my watch, which is the time here (Istanbul). But on my laptop it is 10:52. And the reason for this is that based on the VPN, the machine perceives that I am in Hungary. So it shows 10:52. It is interesting that the VPN is also running on the phone, but it still knows that I am in Turkey. Because – I think – it does not synchronize based on the net, but on the GSM cell info.

Once again: Hungary GMT+2, Turkey GMT+3, Thailand GMT+7. By the way, the difference between +7 and +2 shows that Thailand is 5 hours further away than Hungary, i.e. when it is noon in Hungary, it is 5 pm in Thailand.

Let’s draw the conclusion: Different time zones, compounded by the fact that in some countries (e.g. Hungary) we change the time to summer, in others (e.g. Turkey) we do not. Phones synchronizing based on the net, watches synchronizing based on phones, with different behavior behind VPN… They make it quite easy to find your way around the time. I don’t even dare to think about what it would be like if we could travel at 99.99% of the speed of light. Who can calculate the dilation of time…

I’ll move on

I was a little nervous about what I would do with the 8 hours I had in Istanbul. But they were slowly running out. Soon I could go to the security gate.

I continued my journey, in 3 hours I would be sitting on a plane to Bangkok. For 9 hours. Whatever! Thailand was getting closer and closer.

I set off and soon arrived.

The post 112. | I set off and arrived first appeared on Digital Nomad Blog.

Here’s the plan for the trip, which can be done with three planes, i.e. two transfers:

This post doesn’t have to be long. That’s all…

Maybe I can add that I had to set the counter forward, so suddenly I’ll be taking off in 66 days, 8 hours and four minutes, instead of 67 days, 10 hours and 50 minutes. It was an incredible time jump…

The post 102. | I bought my plane ticket first appeared on Digital Nomad Blog.