A few answers, some more literal and others more abstract:

Boom festival, Portugal. And just Portugal more generally, especially Sintra. The day I showed up there an incredibly kind family hosted me, initially in their guest house and then invited me to stay in their home, and I just kinda became part of their family. Really beautiful.

I’m currently in Mexico and feeling very at home swimming in cenotes, and exploring the ocean. I just discovered freediving and the bottom of a cenote feels like a special new home I discovered.

I’m also a climber and for me, up on the rock is where I feel at home. It’s a place of safety. I feel like I can climb up high and no one can get me. How I feel about caves in this domain is also how I feel in cenotes. Caves/rock/water/jungle feel like my natural habitat.

As others have said, it’s what you make it. A lot of it comes from inside. But I really welcome the feeling of love and acceptance from others. I don’t think that can be understated, no matter how independent we are and how much we can thrive alone. A home is your internal space of safety but it’s also something beautiful to share and build with others.

Another overly gooey example is travelling around with my husband for the last 6 months. Sometimes we long for stability, sometimes not, but ultimately we have made a home wherever we are, because we are together. I know we could both do that alone as we have before but there is something so special about being together, that helps us to feel at home no matter where we are in the world, no matter how shitty the environment may be. We will have internal struggles sometimes, which of course we can overcome independently and it’s important to exercise that muscle, but it’s wonderful to have the love and support of another person.

Peak Parisian garbage strikes were pretty wild.

I’ve been in PDC for a couple of weeks and it doesn’t seem dangerous. Lots of people out at night, we swim at the beach, no trouble at all. I don’t think it’s any more dangerous than most major cities or other places in Mexico. I was worried about coming here after reading stories online (also because I’m often alone, 30F) but I think they’re really quite uncommon, and my friends who live here permanently also confirm that.

I think there are different flavours of crime/corruption that it’s just worth being aware of. Like police shakedowns, more common when people are driving and easily handled. Not taking an Uber because local taxis are v pissed about it. Generally getting scammed by taxis. Fake drugs and meds in sketchy pharmacies. Pickpockets in clubs. That sort of thing, which is usually avoidable and seems quite common in many parts of the world, and I really don’t think should put you off. You always hear about the worst case scenarios.

PDC is a lovely, chilled, relaxing and friendly place. Lots to do and beautiful nature close by. Swimming in the warm ocean every day is glorious. Touristy stuff down 5th but not overwhelmingly crowded. Plenty of nomads here. :)