✈ Frankfurt · 24 Countries · One Home Base

Christopher

26· 193cm· probably taller than you in heels

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// The one who leaves

I keep leaving.
I always come back.

Eight hours for a doorbell

A friend and I drove to Austria to surprise some friends who were there. We turned around and drove back at 4am so he could make his flight to Mexico. That was the whole trip.

Best

Singapore

The city itself, the food, the mix of cultures, the whole vibe.

Overrated

Bangkok

Dirty, and far too touristy.

Tashkent

Because I want to try something new.

// The flight log

24 countries.
One home base.

Every line takes off from Frankfurt. Watch where they land — Malaysia, Hong Kong, Taiwan, the USA, the UAE and 18 more. The passport is doing better than the savings account.

stamps & counting

Two other doors:

// The one who stays in

I make things.
Then I explain them.

Currently on the desk

Serelis — software that runs social media for businesses who'd rather not.
A personal Jarvis — because asking a computer nicely should do more than it does.
This website — the one you're reading. Yes, that counts.

Fair warning

History, Sci-Fi, IT and Travel. And I will talk about it. A lot. Somewhere north of 500 books in, and it has not worn off.

Three things I'll argue about:

Being a gentleman is nothing to celebrate. It's the baseline.
Italian food is overrated.
Warhammer 40k is Star Wars for adults.

Two other doors:

// The one outdoors

Outside, mostly.
Occasionally airborne.

The time I flew

I came off a horse once and landed on the other side of the training ground. All 193 centimetres of me, briefly weightless.

Did I get back on?

Of course.

On two wheels

Still the best way to see somewhere new, and a completely defensible excuse for a second breakfast.

Two other doors:

// An ordinary Saturday

Not every day
is an airport.

Sleep in. Properly, not virtuously.
Breakfast, taken seriously.
Work on whatever I'm building at the moment.
Laundry. Housework. The unglamorous half.
Out with friends in the evening.

// A date with me

Here's what
I'd plan.

A picnic by the Main. Sushi, and wine that's actually good. No reservation to be late for, no set-piece, nowhere either of us has to be afterwards — which is the point.

// What I'm looking for

Someone real.
That's most of it.

Real, normal, funny. A bit nerdy — or a lot, I'm not going to be precious about it — but also up for putting on something nice and going somewhere good. Someone interested in the world, who wants to go and see it.

Whichever door you picked, it was the right one.

// The evidence