Michael Jensen & Brent Hartinger

It’s not what you’d expect from a guy born in small town South Dakota in 1929.

Yes, my body is less forgiving now, but here are all the good parts of aging that no one ever tells you about…

Ever since we’d arrived in Bangkok, I’d wanted to visit Arun Wat. Now that we had come, I couldn’t have cared less. Why?

Did it humble me? Did I tumble? And which did I feel more of: despair or ecstasy?

After living in more than twenty countries over six years, I’ve seen enough to know that stereotypes are usually laughably inaccurate.

Getting into bed literally felt like sleeping with the enemy.

We’ve thought a lot about the whole issue of “coming out” while traveling, because it obviously comes up time and again.

We live in a depressed, cynical era. It’s easier to write characters who argue, “Burn it all down!” when more and more people want to burn it all down.

Efteling is still, well, fun.

I no longer go through the day feeling like the whole world is going straight to hell.