I always envisioned retirement as relaxing in one place. Then, Mexico happened! At first, I embraced the Mazatlán expat life. But the travel bug bit hard, and soon I found myself craving more. My retirement has morphed into a thrilling hybrid adventure I never could have predicted. Here’s my story… Chapter 1: Falling in Love…
Forget the piggy bank! Nomadic retirement is attainable with clever budget hacks like home and car exchanges. Explore the world like Lidia and Jeff, without breaking the bank!
Living the dream of a hybrid retirement? Six months soaking up the sun in Mazatlan, Mexico, the other six exploring hidden gems around the world? This post screams “bucket list” for senior nomads like us! Forget the five-star resorts and celebrity chef endorsements. Buckle up for an adventure unlike any other: the Maldives on a…
Stretch your retirement dollars! Discover affordable expat destinations with great weather, friendly locals, and exciting experiences.
Mazatlan expats escape to Mexico City! Museums, parks, food, and feeling fancy in Polanco… on a budget.
We scored an amazing all-inclusive resort deal in Egypt. Then we tried to travel the country on our own…hilarity and budget lessons ensued!
Budget-savvy Canadians, get those suitcases ready! Flair Airlines unlocks affordable Mexican adventures.
Living the dream of a hybrid retirement in Mazatlan, Mexico, means we get to celebrate holidays in style – and sometimes, with a little bit of chaos! Our latest escapade? A St. Patrick’s Day party for the ages, filled with laughter, games, and enough green to rival a leprechaun’s loot. Here’s the funny part: while…
My husband, Jeff, and I used to be normal, until that is, we became expat explorers. Well, normal-ish. We had jobs, a mortgage, the usual snow shoveling duties. Then we did the unthinkable: we retired young. And ditched the shovel for a suitcase. We became expats. Mazatlán, Mexico, became our base. Tacos replaced takeout. Beach…
Picture this: me, breathlessly hauling my overstuffed suitcase up a never-ending Ryanair staircase, with a backpack digging into my shoulders. As a self-proclaimed senior nomad and part-time Mazatlan expat, I figured those travel muscles would get stronger with time. Nope! After years of feeling like a pack mule, I’m ready for a revolution. It’s time…
