Dear Reader, I am reaching out to you today invite you to join me in acheiving a goal that’s concrete and attainable—open an education center for 60 impoverished children in Guatemala. Today, we’re 3.7k towards out 20k goal. That’s on pace to have the center open by January when the new term starts! Here’s…
I met Emma Larkin a few years back at a writer’s meetup in New York where she gave a presentation about how she successfully crowd funded the self-publication of her sci-fi novel, Mechalarum. Since then, I’ve been failing to follow up on my offer to review her book, not responding to her emails in any rational…
The American Road Trip in our Intrepid DNA The American road trip is to travel what baseball is to sports – an American phenomenon enshrined within our wanderlust. With two massive coastlines and plenty to do and see and be in between, no intrepid soul should settle down before doing some sort of epic trip…
Since arriving in Asia four months ago, I have only been bitten by one animal (a new record!). A lizard sunk his teeth into me on Ko Phangan, off the Gulf of Thailand. I’d say he was acting within his animal rights. I did sneak up behind him and grab him off a tree.…
(Siem Reap, Cambodia – 2015) Recently, I waxed poetic about my travel vest during my first exploratory visits to Angkor Wat. The first day I decided to go without cameras. Without paper or pens. Without anything that would take me out of the moment – like a map. Today I’m going back with cameras…
Early on, I learned being a man is ordering your martinis shaken, not stirred. It’s about building a fire and drinking John Dickel Whisky on top of your guitar. It means being a menace to yourself and a danger to your credit. But in this grizzly bear cave of life, I seldom ask myself the…
Only Three Drinks, But They Were Buckets of Booze After my second bucket of whiskey and Red Bull at the Full Moon Party, I’d officially failed in my plan to stay sober, but succeeded in my plan to not have more than three drinks – I’d only had a bucket of mojito and two buckets…
Iceland tourism is booming. When I took my first trip to Iceland October, 2013, it did not take me long to find out why. Iceland’s lovely landscapes, its playful people, and the ubiquitous appreciation for the arts make travel to Iceland a paradise for anyone into that. And now quite a few major airports have…
As much as I wanted to follow up my yin’d out week at the Sarapatdi Monastery in Thailand with some yang’in by nomading it through the rural Thai countryside, my still broken body was as down with that as a duck with dinner at a patè buffet. I needed to find a situation with a…
Real life happens out in the world. Time away from it reconnects us with the world and disconnects us from the dopamine-fueled compulsions the Internet can cultivate. As I’ve written about in a previous post, if I had not met Opp, it seems unlikely I would have made it to the monastery in Thailand. When…
