The story of my 2011 Euro trip with my brother, Nate. We booked tickets to Marrakech, Morocco and then home from Amsterdam, two months later. Everything else was luck of the draw. These 16 episodes share stories that include the the bag of fish juice that ruined my ruck, sleeping in a car for a week in Belgium, and the Barcelona park that would inspire the cover shot for Watch Me Now.

    September 24, 2021 · Professional
    September 24, 2021 · Professional
    September 24, 2021 · Professional
    Exiting the bus at La Linea initiated a five-minute walk to the border between Spain and UK-controlled Gibraltar. On the way, we met three girls who were on their way out and who spoke English! They were from Long Island and called me out when my “New York” answer to the “where are you from”...
    June 3, 2011 · Personal
    Marrakech – Day 2        We met Max during breakfast on the roof lounge. All she told us was that she had taken a major trip in 1980, so that was our only clue to her age. But for someone who spent her life traveling as much as possible, she looked great. Natively from Sydney, she had been...
    June 2, 2011 · Personal
    A heiku: My bag is heavy I have not slept in hou-rs Next stop – Marrakech Sometimes I do my best writing in a hung-over or over-tired state, but now I can’t seem to keep a straight thought in my head. The last three months have been leading up to today – or what I have to call “today” because...
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