We Drove the Loneliest Road in America to See the World's Biggest Truck.

The Call From Ahmedabad

The Highway at the End of the World

My Journey with the Eagle Hunters

The Maasai Land Rover

The Italy You Come Back For

Bologna, Italy - The Journey

The White Rock Held

Finding My Tierra

The Journey

When a Cup of Tea Became a Welcome, Sweet Memory

Three Generations Went to Italy to Make Pasta

We came home with something else.

My Daughter Wanted to Show Me Peru

I really got to see her.

I Asked About Tourism Season. We Ended Up Talking About Amps.

My First Solo Trip in Fifty Years Began With Fainting and the Wrong Suitcase

She Went to Iceland for the Swimming

What she remembers is the swimmers.

Seasickness Changed My Route. A Stream Changed My Trip.

The Dogs Did Not Stop

Not all solitude is chosen. Sometimes it leaves without you at fifteen miles per hour.

My family has climbed this Irish mountain for generations. This time, my daughter reached the summit first.

An Avalanche Closed the Road Out of Zermatt. Our Suitcases Stayed Behind.

Heathrow Closed. A Friend in Montreal Opened a Door.

The Journey

By the End of the Evening, They Were Shouting His Name

Soaking It In

My Father's Pork Tenderloin Never Had a Chance

At a tonkatsu counter in Tokyo, a southern Indiana childhood pulls up a seat.

The Rental Manager Mentioned a Fire Run

The Luxury Isn't the Resort. It's Traveling with Adult Children Who Actually Want to Be There.