When I wrote my first post about travel fuck-ups, I thought that was all of them. Later, I remembered my Phuket-poisoning. But I still forgot about the big one. The mother of all travel fuck-ups, if you will. Spoiler alert: Never put your passport anywhere near liquids in your bag. Especially when those liquids happenContinue reading “The legend of the oily passport”
When I first came to Bali, I called it “the Silicon Valley of Southeast Asia” in my head. Of course, this is not exactly true. There is no emerging tech-scene or anything like that. But the atmosphere was close to how I would imagine Silicon Valley, in a romanticized way.
While replying to some comments on the post about travel fuck-ups, I remembered a few things. See, I’ve been traveling even before Micah and I got together – and still managed to fuck up enough for two people in the process. So now, a lesson in unnecessary suffering. I hope you have a better timeContinue reading “Poisoned in Phuket”
Micah and I travel a lot, which gives ample opportunity to royally mess things up. The good news is that a mistake made is usually a lesson learned. Even better: You can benefit from our mistakes and travel with more fun and less hassle.