If you have an Instagram account, you have no doubt seen pictures of Banff National Park. It is, to put it simply, a mindfuck of beauty. It is also, to put it simply, a clusterfuck of selfie-obsessed tourists. Here are some tips to make sure you get more mindfuck, less clusterfuck.
The Wave, located in Northern Arizona, is one of the most “holy fuck is that real?" natural phenomenons in this country. While occupying only a small section of Coyote Buttes, the natural red, orange, and yellow wave-shaped sandstone formations are at the top of many a travelers bucket list. It is definitely a beauty to see, but it’s also fucking hard to get a goddamn permit. This past November, Pate and I traveled to Arizona and Utah, with our hearts set on getting a permit to The Wave (AND WE FUCKING DID Y’ALL!!) I’ll explain the two ways you can go about getting a permit, and some tips for maximizing your chances!
Look. Sedona is gorgeous. It’s actually steal-your-breath-away magically beautiful. But. There are a lot of people who visit Sedona. The hikes are congested, the restaurants are bustling. And if you are like me and you fucking hate looking at anyone else’s face while you hike, you may find yourself somewhat disappointed. When Pate and I went to Sedona for a weekend this November, I consulted my good friend Jena who used to live there and gave me some tips for a more private and special trip...
I just came back from a balls ass perfect two week road trip through Alaska and all I can say is, guys, fucking GO TO ALASKA. It’s a beautiful state, sure. But I love it because it’s just fucking weird. Like, legit the second weirdest place I’ve ever been (after North Korea). Here is an outline of my trip, along with what I would do differently next time around.
I’m always surprised at how few Americans visit Central America, with the exception of expensive, western-monopolized, crocks-with-socks Costa Rica. There are so many countries in this region where you can get off a fucking resort and have a blast for less money. Like Guatemala! Here are my best tips for traveling this gorgeous country!
I went through six different titles and finally had to settle on the most blunt one. I fucking love Montreal. I cannot for the life of me understand why New Yorkers willingly get stuck in Hamptons traffic for six fucking hours, instead of just heading over to our neighbors in the north.
Two of the crunchiest hippie towns I have ever visited were Nimbin, Australia and San Marcos, Guatemala. If you are debating between which to visit (I doubt you are, but I just learned that some dudes like being suspended from ceilings by their testicles, so anything is possible), hopefully the following information will help you make your decision.
I know you mean it in a nice way. I know you want me to have the surreal experience of being back in the 1950’s. I know you want me to feel like Cuba is unlike any other country in the world. But saying, “go to Cuba before it changes” is assholic on so many levels.
Everything you need to know for a dope ass Cuban adventure!
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