
Rocky Mountain Train in the Morning
Taking an Amtrak across the USA may not have been my most adventurous or exotic travel, but there is little to compare with a Rocky Mountain train in the morning as it winds its way through the West. The towns don’t seem so different from an old Western movie and seeing deer, birds in the streams, the snow hugging the buildings, and the golden sun coming up to warm and bring life…all from the warmth of the train. Magnificent.

Vago Damitio (@vagodamitio) is the Editor-in-Chief for Vagobond. He jumped ship from a sinking dotcom in 2000 and decided to reclaim his most valuable commodity, time. He bought a VW bus for $100, moved into it and set out on a journey to show the world that it was possible to live life on your own terms. That journey took him from waking up under icy blankets in the Pacific Northwest to waking up under palm tress in Southeast Asia. Three years later, his first book, Rough Living: Tips and Tales of a Vagabond was published. After diving into the Anthropology of Tourism and Electronic Anthropology at the University of Hawaii (with undeclared minors in film and surf) he hit the road again in 2008. Since that time,he's lived primarily in Morocco and Turkey, married a Moroccan girl he couchsurfed with, and become a proud father. He's been to more than 40 countries, founded a successful online travel magazine (this one!), and still doesn't have a boss. Life is good. You can also find him on Google+ and at Facebook