Vegas for frugalists

Of all American experiences, visiting Las Vegas is one of the most incompatible with frugal travel. Pandemonium for penny-pinching people, a challenge for frugal people. What does it mean to be frugal? I separate it from being “stingy” as most often real stingy people don’t even want to engage in activities, so not even visit Vegas or experience the casino. Frugalists search for the best comprise to engage into something without breaking the bank, i.e. visit the casino and enjoy as much as possible without spending a lot.

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5 Ways To Save Money When Traveling With A Van in the US

Saving our cash isn’t absolutely necessary while we travel as we maintain some form of work, but we try to regardless, as frugalists planning for a future where we won’t get retirement money from the French government, as we spent too much time outside of the country.

Here are the 5 easiest ways to save our bucks while traveling in a van across the United States (while still having a blast). Since I lost all my photos from San Diego after accidentally dropping my phone in the toilet bowl, this topic will replace my San Diego article of the journey. Continue reading “5 Ways To Save Money When Traveling With A Van in the US”

Los Angeles Digital Nomadic Style

During the time when we arrived in Los Angeles following Highway 1, I was freelancing for a French company. I needed to get work done three days a week with professional phone calls starting at 6 in the morning to match the European time zone. It was very hard, but it was a good deal considering I could still travel and keep making good money at the same time. For a few weeks in December 2017, we camped outside of L.A between Thursday and Monday, and rented Airbnbs in Los Angeles and around from Monday evening to Thursday morning. Continue reading “Los Angeles Digital Nomadic Style”

San Francisco Every Thirteen Years

During the fall 2017, Henri and I stayed for a month in the San Francisco Bay, thanks to the generosity of friends I’m incredibly grateful I met in NYC. I had visited the SF Bay thirteen years ago, back in the days when my English was very broken, I was traveling without a phone and moving here from a foreign country for work wasn’t really a concept yet. I fell in love, of course. After my second visit, I finally decided that I will never, ever live in San Francisco. But I will visit it at least every 13 years. Continue reading “San Francisco Every Thirteen Years”