Most of the time, I have no idea where I am…

My wife plans entire trips on her own and drags me along. The trips are so thorough; we get asked, “Who still uses a travel agency?” These itineraries take a lot of work. Mostly on her end, but I’m the one who has to sneak-print them at work. That’s half the credit. While my wife takes me to some of the most beautiful places in the world, I will be looking for excuses to drink a beer— or 20. I negotiate the time between hikes/sights and drinking/sleeping. I hope the reading is more entertaining than educational, but if you are going to learn anything— don’t let it be from me. All names have been excluded in order to protect me— at family gatherings— from the people whose names I’ve excluded. You will hear me complain. You will hear me talk about beer. You will hear me being dragged around the world…with love.