I have a confession to make. My name is Jon and I’m addicted to leaving my things in hotel rooms. I do have good news though – I haven’t done it in over a month now and my sponsor (Gia) thinks I have a great chance of finally overcoming this
“Where are the signs!?” we asked each other as we wandered around the ghost town of Beas de Granada. We had just arrived on the bus from Granada and hoped to walk the 16 km back into town, but we had no idea where to go – the GPS on our
Sitting in the back seat of a taxi in Fez, Morocco, I knew we were about to be scammed. We had already negotiated a price, but sure enough, about 10 minutes into the ride he informed us that he was going to drop us off way outside of the medina,
Sorry to disappoint you, but this isn’t a post about smuggling large women onto planes so you can avoid buying them a ticket. This is a serious (sort of) tip about cutting down on airline fees, just don’t blame me for any resulting back/shoulder injuries!