GIBRALTAR: LITTLE ENGLAND INSIDE SPAIN… AND RAD  My life is so ridiculous (humblebrag) that I fly across the world with no plans, head to a random place like Morocco just because it’s there (after all, we are Mallorys, and George Leigh Mallory had that famous Everest quote), and while in Morocco, realize I don’t

MALAGA: RETIRE ME HERE, PLEASE I know I already shared this story (my whole life has like 5 stories and I share them repeatedly…maybe that’s why I have no friends but the lonely lonesome highway) but we chose Malaga pretty much the same way you choose a vacation by throwing a dart at a map:

LONDON PART 2: 24ish HOURS Look man, I don’t want to be one of those fake humble people or those rappers hashtagging #blessed…but I’m really humble and really #blessed…or as PFT Commenter might say, #humbeled. Seriously though, this is my 4th time to London. I’m not even humblebragging, I just think that’s rad and I

$229. No, seriously, $229. San Francisco to Reykjavik to London, each leg nonstop. Round trip. $229. I’d be stupid not to do it, right? Right. And if emotional blackmail is a thing, I did it as follows: Mitch, on phone to Caitlin who’s at work as a stressed out and insanely busy ICU nurse: (Breathlessly)

Switzerland: More Than Just Cheese and Chocolate Iceland. New Zealand. Switzerland. Land. Iceland. Switzerland. New Zealand. Which is the most beautiful place on earth? I don’t know…but I know it ends in “land.” Seriously, Switzerland was insane and life-changing and I don’t even know what to write because I’ve run out of adjectives. Among the

Austria? Well Then! G’day Mate, Let’s Put Another Shrimp on the Barbie! “That’s a lovely accent. New Jersey?” “Austria.” “Austria? Well Then! G’day Mate, Let’s Put Another Shrimp on the Barbie!” “Let’s not.” /Scene. Why Austria? Why not. We were so bloody close that I decided I was going, Caitlin or not, just for the

Germany: Finally Putting My 9th Grade Education to Good Use Look… I have higher than a 9th grade education (well…that’s debatable), but in 8th, 9th, and I think even 10th grades, I studied Deutsch. For those of you unwashed masses, that means German…duh. So I figured I’d pretty much be fluent when I stepped off

When my two most trusted travel confidantes (shoutout Denison and Orth) both told me Croatia was among their favorite places in the world, I went from knowing nothing about Croatia to knowing nothing about Croatia EXCEPT that I had to go. So from London we headed to Zadar. Aside from Stansted being one of Dante’s