A typical 24 hours of Christmas in Asia?

By Colin Clapp

That horrible midnight-moment when your little one visits you in the night caked in vomit and so begins a sleep-deprived night for all the family.
That anxious and stressful time the following morning when the whole family rises early to line up for hours to apply for a medium-term visa for their next slow-travel country destination.
That sense of calm uncertainty when the visa application process goes as smooth as possible but you still have to return later that day to collect your passports.
That bonus moment when Mum, Dad and Little Miss enjoy an unexpected brunch together before Mum heads to work and daddy-daughter time begins.
That feeling of achievement when the sheets are washed and the mess from the night before becomes a fading memory. That feeling of acceptance when Dad and daughter choose a day-time festive film because at that moment in time, it’s the best thing they can do with each other.
That warm feeling when your normally hyperactive little one lies still in your arms, twitching as she dreams, and rests long enough to claim a rare day-time sleep worthy of the name.
That ‘Christmassy’ feeling when you return to the shopping centre two days in a row just so your little loved one can play on/in/with the temporary entertainment.
That sense of joy when you collect your passports and discover you can start planning to extend your next digital nomad adventure.
That sense of togetherness when Mum returns home and we all get to celebrate the events of the day.
That bizarre feeling when Mum attends a video interview for a permanent/part-time location independent job at 11pm on the last working day before Christmas.
That sense of gratitude for living life as a digital nomad family with all the excitement and uncertainty such a life entails.