I went to Bavaria with my friend Kaz, armed with a backpack, a healthy respect for gravity, and the misplaced confidence that comes from reading too many travel blogs and not enough warning labels. Bavaria, for the record, does not care about your expectations. It operates on its own internal logic: castles appear where physics says they shouldn’t, trails incline at angles that feel personal, and beer arrives in quantities that suggest a collective agreement to stop pretendin

Well, it's been a few months since my last entry. For your viewing and reading pleasure. My fans have been asking for more blog entries,...

"Every journey begins with a single step, and the adventure never ends." -Unknown Peterborough is a city in eastern England (about two...

Saint Augustine once said, "The world is a book, and those who do not travel, read only one page." I arrived in London on the morning of...

The Call of the Open Road For most of my life, I've expressed myself inwardly. My approach to social media and "putting myself out...