
But I thought it might be interesting to share what being nomadic and not really having a ‘home’ is like when a pandemic hits.
So, let’s back up and I’ll start from the beginning. Back when everyone had a normal amount of toilet paper in their closet and hand sanitizer wasn’t being upsold for $484993.

I mostly just thought, well, I’m not going to even bother worrying about it because that’ll never happen to us.
Ooops.
It was an interesting time to be a VIP Kid teacher. I saw it all unfolding in Asia through my students’ eyes. One student left Beijing and took a train up north to be with family. He told me about being quarantined, and that he kept in touch with his friends by playing games with them on his iPad.
I felt so bad for him, and hoped he’d be able to resume a more normal life sometime soon. Never did I think my fate would be similar.

In my head, it was just like SARS or West Nile Virus. Something I heard about in the news, but never actually affected my daily life.
And wow, how I was wrong. SO wrong.
I wasn’t sure where to go after Bansko – I was actually getting really anxious about it. Normally I try to be more proactive about picking my next destination, but I ended up having so much fun in Bansko that I totally dropped the ball.

I left Bansko for Austria on Wednesday, March 4. I really wasn’t even concerned about being in an airport. A few people were wearing masks, but other than that, nothing was out of the ordinary. There were no confirmed cases in Bulgaria yet (although that would change a few days later) and the whole ‘virus’ thing still felt worlds away.
Perhaps I was just being naive, as much of Italy was already on lockdown. But somehow it just didn’t feel real.
I was also distracted because I was getting ALL the feels about leaving Bansko. I’d had such a fun time there, and the community was awesome. I was bummed to leave the friends I’d made and was just dealing with the emotions that come with leaving a place you’ve grown so attached to.
I’m an INFP, ok??? I get super nostalgic and emotional and I hate goodbyes, haha. Regardless, I was excited for the farm, just busy adjusting to the change and compartmentalizing everything in my brain.

I really wanted to snowboard in the Alps, and visit other nearby cities like Linz and Salzburg. One of my friends from the US was even talking about coming to visit, and I had planned to go back to the US for a little bit mid-May. My youngest cousin was graduating high school, and my grandparents were turning 90! The whole family was supposed to meet in Colorado for several days to celebrate.
Was. Of course, that’s all been cancelled now.

These were my biggest concerns at the time. And although they seem really silly now, I was legitimately stressed.
How things have changed now – talk about perspective.
My first week in Austria was mostly fun and carefree. I settled into countryside life and a routine. I explored the fields and forests around the area, and really enjoyed a slower pace of living.
After that first week, things started changing, and FAST.

On March 12, I received an email from my insurance stating that coronavirus coverage was no longer included in heavily affected countries. I figured that meant China, South Korea, and Italy. My heart stopped as I continued scrolling and saw that it included not only the aforementioned 3, but ALL countries in Schengen. That meant I was no longer covered in the case that I contacted the disease and had to be hospitalized.
The email also said that they’d pay for our flights home if we wanted out of our current country (it’s an insurance specifically for digital nomads).
The problem? I really really really didn’t want to go ‘home’. I’d been traveling for over a year – I didn’t really feel like I had a ‘home’ back in the US anymore.
I considered going to Ireland or the UK to wait it out, but now am happy I didn’t since they eventually saw the same fate.
I also didn’t have US health insurance (mine is only a travel health insurance, so they only cover you inside your home country for a certain number of days before/after your trip) and the thought of the costs if something were to happen there was semi-terrifying.
Like, one time I went to the doctor for what I thought was an ingrown toenail. It wasn’t, but the doctor clipped part of it off for me to be safe.
I had insurance at the time, but later got a bill in the mail for over $100 because my insurance only partially covered the visit. Had I known it would cost that much, I wouldn’t have gone to the doctor at all! But that’s the problem – you almost never know the true cost of a doctor’s visit. They’ll tell you you’re covered, but can never tell you how much. You just have to take a chance and see what the bill is in the mail later on.
But enough of me complaining about our medical system – back to the timeline of events!
On March 13, Trump declared a national emergency.
On March 15, Trump limited gatherings to 50 people. Some schools closed. And on the 16th, Austria locked down, with many other European countries doing the same if they hadn’t already.

I didn’t sleep well during this time (but did anyone?), and kept waking up after having stressful dreams.
However, I wanted to stay in Austria. I didn’t want to deal with multiple layovers and possibly catching the virus by going through different airports. I didn’t want to go back home and live with either of my parents (love them both, but living with either one of them longterm was not my dream scenario), and I didn’t want to impose on my aunt in Colorado by staying with her for an indefinite amount of time. Yes, I know AirBnbs and hotels were still open, but seeing countries like Spain shut down all establishments made me feel nervous that the US could be following suit, and I’d be left without a suitable place to stay.

But my biggest concern was something happening to someone I loved back home, and me not being there. After some deliberating, I realized that even if something did happen, I wouldn’t be able to visit at the hospital anyway.
After talking to my aunt, mom, and dad about it (and also doing the embarrassing thing and posting about my dilemma in a digital nomad group on Facebook for others to weigh in on, LOL), I decided to stay. I’m extremely lucky as my hosts said I could stay as long as I wanted, so in the end, I figured that would be the best option for me.

Who knows what the future will hold. I’m still not sure if I’ll be able to go home anytime soon. I may end up having to extend my visa into the summertime (it sounds like most countries in the Schengen area are making it pretty easy to do so, which is nice). I may end up trying to hop over to a close non-Schengen country at the end of May to wait it out for another 3 months, like Croatia, if borders are open and it seems safe to travel.

It helps having other nomads that I can stay in touch with in the same situation. I’m especially grateful that I met 3 other nomadic Americans while I was in Bansko that are also sticking it out in Europe.
Who knows what the future holds – all we can do is sit and wait. I’m not too nervous about it anymore, though. I know something will work out – it always does.
That’s probably one of the biggest lessons I’ve learned from digital nomad life.
Update: I wasn’t able to extend my Schengen visa in Austria, so I flew back to the US a few days before it was up.
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