There was a huge puddle of blood atop the dead leaves that covered the trail. I looked to the right to where a path was cutting across the trail. The splashes of crimson were bigger than footprints. I exhaled, not expecting the gruesome scene as we were hiking Harriman State Park in New York this past November. My breath formed an ephemeral cloud in the cold air. I looked at my friend Greg, an off-duty federal agent, who kept his gun in a small pouch on his chest. Greg studied the blood, too. I wondered how fast he’d be able to draw it, if necessary. How well could he aim and maneuver with a twenty-pound pack? I turned to the left, where a river rushed through Harriman Park. I reexamined the blood. Read more
I read in the guidebooks that you could visit the temples and engage in something called monk chat in Chiang Mai, Thailand. Monk chat was described simply as chatting with a monk. We searched a few of the garish temples for monks, but they were always busy. Sometimes I would find a Thai monk receiving handouts from the faithful Buddhists who brought the unemployable holy men buckets filled with essentials. The buckets looked just like the care packages campers received from their parents. When the monks were available to chat, they usually couldn’t speak English. Read more
Is your bucket list getting too long? Life getting in the way? Upcoming adventures that you just don’t want to take? Well now, Somewhere Or Bust is offering a distinct new service. You can hire me as your traveling avatar. Welcome to the Personal Avatar Program, where you can send a travatar to experience your next undesirable journey: Read more
If, after reading The Great Gatsby, you envied the sort of affairs Jay Gatsby had hosted for his West Egg sybarites, then put this year’s Manhattan Cocktail Classic—a five-day cocktail festival spread across New York’s boroughs—on the calendar.
Last year’s Classic kicked off on a Friday with an opening night gala held at the New York Public Library. I had high expectations for this “slightly salty black tie affair.” Supposedly, three thousand attendees were going to drink 30,000 cocktails mixed up by 150 of the world’s best bartenders. At the very least, there would be something edgy and alluring about raising one’s voice and imbibing in this hallowed hall of books. (The last time I had entered the building, a guard made me toss a full Starbucks drink and I got shushed in the reading room.) At the very most, I was expecting lavish entertainment and elegant tipplers. But as I walked along the southern edge of Bryant Park, passing by the library’s delivery entrance, I saw paramedics wheeling out a woman who couldn’t quite balance her head. Read more
Welcome to the fourth installment of the 4,007,236 part series Are There Any Other Travel Bloggers? Whether you’re a reader seeking out the best travel stories, a blogger wanting to learn the ins and outs of the industry, or someone who enjoys ridiculous questions where answers lack relevancy, you’ll like this segment. This week I spoke with Jess, one half of Globetrotter Girls, who were given a big shout out in my last interview with Adam Groffman of Travels of Adam. Read more