It was 11:47 p.m. at Jorge Chávez International Airport in Lima, Peru. My connecting flight had been cancelled, the rebooking queue stretched approximately to the Andes, and the airline’s baggage carousel had swallowed my checked roller bag somewhere between Cusco…
Picture this: Hanoi, 6 a.m., a bus that was supposed to leave at 5:45, and me standing on a cracked sidewalk outside my guesthouse with everything I own exploded across the pavement. My old mesh packing cubes had finally given…
The Universal Travel Adapter That Has Never Failed Me in 74 Countries…
My Feet Finally Staged a Protest in Lisbon…
Let me tell you about the moment I nearly lost everything on Las Ramblas. Not metaphorically. Literally — passport, two credit cards, emergency cash, and the SIM card I’d just paid twelve euros for at Barcelona El Prat airport. I…
Ho Chi Minh City, 2019. I was forty-eight hours into Vietnam, already sweating through my second shirt of the day, and standing in a guesthouse bathroom staring at a tap I absolutely did not trust. My water purification tablets were…
The Noise-Cancelling Headphones That Made 47 Long-Haul Flights Bearable…
It was 2:40 a.m. in the Bucharest Gara de Nord train station, and I was attempting to sleep on a bench using my wadded-up rain jacket as a pillow. My neck was at an angle that would concern a physiotherapist….
Let me paint you a picture. It’s 11:47 p.m. in Tbilisi, Georgia. My phone is at 4%. My boarding pass is digital. My taxi is somewhere in the city, driver calling a number I can’t answer because — yes —…
I was standing in Reykjavik’s BSÍ bus terminal at 5 a.m., soaked from a sideways sleet storm, watching my Patagonia Nano Puff slowly separate at the left shoulder seam. Again. This was the third time I’d had it repaired, and…
