I need you to imagine this: I’m standing in a Cuban resort lobby at 7:15 AM, watching four granddaughters aged 5 to 11 negotiate ice cream for breakfast while Tina calmly explains why...
I need you to imagine this: I’m standing in a Cuban resort lobby at 7:15 AM, watching four granddaughters aged 5 to 11 negotiate ice cream for breakfast while Tina calmly explains why...
I’m standing in a hotel lobby in Beijing at 6:47 AM, clutching a mediocre coffee, watching twenty-three strangers try to figure out who forgot to set their alarm. Again. The tour guide’s...
When I started out years ago, my notion for The Beery Traveler was just a fun place I could lay down some descriptions of some of the antics we’d get up to exploring travel destinations. It...
Three weeks ago I’m sitting on the sun deck of a river cruise ship gliding past medieval castles on the Rhine, cold German pilsner in hand, watching my better half absolutely lose her mind over...
Last week I watched my wife spend forty minutes arguing with ChatGPT about whether our anniversary trip should include a “romantic sunset helicopter tour over an active volcano in Greece...
Look, I’ll be honest with you. The first time Tina suggested I take a trip by myself, my initial reaction was something along the lines of “Why the hell would I want to do that?”...
Raise your hand if you’ve ever stood in a crowd of 200 people trying to take the same “unique” photo of the Leaning Tower of Pisa, wondering how vacation became a contact sport. Or...
Look, I get it. You’re scrolling through flight deals at 2 AM, convinced you’re about to score the travel deal of the century. Fast forward six months, and you’re standing in some...