Flexi hours, flexi offices

Over the last six months I’ve been bringing my office with me to South and Central America. I’ve been drawing under a palm leaf patio in a private garden in Nicaragua, and worked online from a beach bar where salt and sand would rapidly fill up the keyboard if it wasn’t protected by cling film.

I worked on the balcony of a hotel where I’d occasionally be interrupted by the crazy owner, an obvious crack head who had a huge boa constrictor living with him in his room. He would knock on the door and beg me to lend him money or pay the room in advance so he could “go catch a bus to the dentist’s” or “pay the lawyer”. I stayed there for a month and probably financed quite a lot of drugs, but the place was nice and I got work done, despite the interruptions. Besides that, the local rhum was excellentissimo.

The beauty of being a digital freelancer is the freedom to  work from the beachfront terracce above (7 a.m., Los Cardones, Nicaragua) just as well as from a bed in a friend’s apartment (11.40 a.m., Oslo, Norway), where I’m right now writing this blog post.

Click on the “read more” link to see pictures from a few of the other places I have worked lately.

San Juan del Sur, Nicaragua

I drew illustrations for a new book sitting outside in this garden in Nicaragua. The chairs could have been more comfortable, though.

Conte Hotel, Buenos Aires, 8th floor.

Another wooden chair for my skinny posterior, this time in Villa Crespo, Buenos Aires.

Apartment in Las Canitas, Buenos Aires.

Lagoa da Conceiçao, Brazil

Same place, sharing an apartment with another Norwegian freelancer.

Copacabana, Rio de Janeiro.

Wrapping up my yearly accounts in Os, Norway. Mad Monday dress code: Thai pants and that’s it.