Travel Tips

I used to think winter driving was just about going slower. Turns out, there’s this whole physics thing happening beneath your tires that I definitely didn’

I used to think Lake Powell was just another reservoir—pretty, sure, but mostly a place where boats congregate and sunburned tourists drink beer from coolers.

The Salmon River snakes through central Idaho like a scar across granite, and the scenic byway that follows it—officially called the Salmon River

I’ve driven Cottonwood Canyon Road three times now, and each time the Cockscomb stops me cold. The formation runs roughly 30 miles north-to-south

I used to think sleeping in airports was something only broke backpackers did, until I found myself doing exactly that in Lisbon, stretched across three

I used to think finding hot springs was this mystical thing—like you’d stumble upon them during some vision quest in Iceland or New Zealand

I used to think toll roads were just a Northeast thing, maybe Florida. Turns out, they’re everywhere now—slicing through Texas like surgical

I used to think finding work on the road was this complicated dance of LinkedIn messages and formal applications, until I actually tried it.

I used to think driving an RV was just like steering a really long car. Turns out, that’s roughly the same logic as saying a canoe and a cargo ship

I used to think bear encounters were the only thing worth worrying about on trail. Turns out, the wilderness is full of creatures that don’