humor

Between language barriers, culture wars, and strange people at the airport, your trip is bound to be rife with laughter.

Introducing TwentySomething
I have no idea what I'm doing. And everyone tells me that's okay I'm twenty something, I'm not supposed to have it all figured out, just have fun! Have fun. Yes, lets have fun in a failing economy and society where I can't afford to rent a crappy studio apartment. The oceans are dying, the Covid plague has literally stopped and reshaped the world. I have not the slightest idea what I want to do with my life and even if I did I can't afford it having lived below the poverty line my whole life. Not to be a Debbie downer but how can I have fun? Why can't someone just give me useful, practical advise?
By Taylor Allen King4 years ago in Wander
Part 0.4 The Pub of Eden
Our journey continues after leaving the restaurant. I desperately wanted to make it to the border by nightfall. Still, exhaustion and daylight were getting the better of me. It was a good 700 kilometres to the border, and I left the restaurant around 2 pm. Having plenty of time to make the 6.5-hour journey, I was a little concerned. The thrill of the trip was the only thing keeping me awake until 5 pm. Which was pretty good considering I had been awake for over 24 hours at this point. The pain in my forehead was…bearable, and I was pushing along.
By Jake Rice4 years ago in Wander
The Rejected Bond Themes
“Oooooooooooooooooh. Flew in from Valencia Beach, budget airline, didn’t get much sleep last night,” (on account of the flight being at 7.40 in the morning).
By Alex Markham4 years ago in Wander
Part 0.3 My First Adventure
Our adventure continues upon completion of the project. I always hated watching the sun come up in the morning when you finish a night shift. It’s like the final nail in the coffin when you know you’re not sleeping that night. You see, it’s not as simple as just going to bed and sleeping. Your body clock is shot to pieces, AND it’s daytime. The best I’ve ever slept after a night shift is 6 hours. It’s 6 am, and I’ve worked for 12 hours already. Usually, it’s four or five. There was not going to be any sleep today. That’s for sure.
By Jake Rice4 years ago in Wander
Part 0.2 Finding Shirley
Our story continues in Gladstone, QLD. I’d been there for four months and looked for a world travelling motorbike. So far, I’d come up short. Very short. I had dialled my options down to 2 types of motorbike. The Suzuki DRZ400 and the Kawasaki KLR650. Both bikes had excellent pedigree’s for world travel. They are easy to fix, have good fuel consumption and most importantly, can be treated like absolute trash and keep going. I planned to take as much care of my bike as possible, but I also understood that my 'best' wasn't very good.
By Jake Rice4 years ago in Wander
Part 0: A world travelling motorbike rider
I'm sitting in my cosy one-bedroom on the 2nd floor of the building with views of a main road in Batumi, Georgia. I can hear the traffic and the street lights shine into our bedroom at night. My girlfriend (a Russian named Ksenia, who I met on the trip ;) is out with friends. I'm about to leave also.
By Jake Rice4 years ago in Wander
the sheer terror of navigating Europe's tiny streets
Here I stand contemplating the entire size of the two way street It is equal to one side of the road on the other side of the world
By Novel Allen4 years ago in Wander
Adventures of the Airport
I used to love the thrill of an Airport. The hustle of people rushing from one end to the other. The frantic sprint of the couple who is about to miss their connecting flight. The excited chatter of a small child carrying an overstuffed backpack containing games, cards, paper, snacks, drinks, change of clothes- all for a one-hour flight. The excited screams of families reunited together at the gates- permanently blocking the way of fellow travelers, but no one 'yelled' yelled at them.
By Rose Loren Geer-Robbins4 years ago in Wander
Who's Up For A Road Trip
Covid-19 is finally starting to be under control, and travel restrictions are lessening every month. With any luck, by 2022, we will be back to a normal, or as close to normal as we can be, post-pandemic world. I don't know a single person that doesn't want to see that happen. As Travel restrictions eventually come to an end, it's time to think about those long-postponed travel plans.
By Jason Ray Morton 4 years ago in Wander
Bear White Knuckles
"Someday I'm gonna hike up that mountain and climb that fire tower." These were the resolute, determined words of my friend Jim.
By Jaime Winter4 years ago in Wander
It is officially Fall in Alaska
The weather has changed here in Alaska. 2 weeks ago, half the city was walking around like dehydrated red lobsters, trying to tell ourselves that we LOVE 90-degree weather.
By Rose Loren Geer-Robbins4 years ago in Wander
Beware the Vagina-Eating Bears
Trying to convince my wife of ten years that I will live out of a car when I go to the States has been difficult. To her, if you don't have a house to live in, you are nothing, you are homeless, you are not healthy, safe, or a member of society.
By Jason Weiland4 years ago in Wander