• Jumping the Fence

    I had only 2 goals in mind for my road trip to New Orleans, visit ExhibitBe and eat my bodyweight in beignets.After successfully gorging myself on beignets, it was time to complete the next item on my list. I pulled up to the dilapidated yet colorful former housing project...
  • “Don’t Touch My F*cking Seat” & Other Rules When Flying

    I know your goal this holiday season isn’t primarily to keep me happy, or any season really, but for the remained of this write-up, let’s pretend it is; for the culture. After a redeye then a very early morning flight from my layover with very little sleep because...
  • My Bucket List: A Never Ending Search for the Weird Side of Life

    Imagine entering the “LIT’est” party of your life. The music is on point, there is good food everywhere, and the crowd is well dressed and lively. Out of the corner of your eye, you suddenly spot a dude sitting down in a yellow zoot suit, quietly sipping cognac and...
  • Best Gifts For Backpackers + True Travelers

    On Twitter, @DanteHarker wrote: “@PassportREQ I’m wanting inspiration for interesting gifts for backpackers – any thoughts? thanks 🙂 #travel” Honestly, it’s something I never considered, so I’m glad he asked and we get a chance to create this amazing list of gifts for those courageous folks who go into...
  • Joshua Tree + Sunsets + Things

    It wasn’t the version of Joshua Tree I imagined, the one I’d view through the invisible shades placed on my face by an eighth of shrooms or an Ayahuasca ceremony, but still, it was incredibly marvelous. Time didn’t stop, but it plodded by, lessening the intensity of the blue...
  • How To Find Drugs When Traveling.

    Like Daddy Fat Sacks, I’d just puffed a whole order of that Presidential, my heart was beating so damn fast. And I sat there, stuck, wondering why I went back on my promise to never smoke weed again. But hey, I was traveling, I met some strangers, and much...
  • I Ditched My Child To Travel Alone & It’s Not Abandonment

    My eyes are burning and when I loosen the grip on my passport my pointer finger twitches slightly. Seven days… Just a week, but the pit in my stomach feels like a hole large enough to engulf the entire terminal. I haven’t bitten my nails in years, but I...
  • Bum A Ride: Not Your Mother’s Hitchhiking!

    Finally, I’m no longer ashamed of my travel behavior and ready to admit it out loud: I am a hitchhiker. Oh! I also pull over for hitchhikers and drop them where they need to go! Finally, there’s an app and a website for people like me! While some call...
  • Maybe I’ll Go. Maybe I’ll Stay: A French Road Trip

    Our first night, we found ourselves so deep in conversation in a stranger’s living room in St. Tropez that we forgot to listen to J. Cole rap, “Roll up and smoke my sins away /
I’d like to go to St. Tropez / Maybe I’ll go, maybe I’ll stay
/ Maybe...