Our friend Bacon hasn’t traveled much. In fact, he hadn’t gone further than the occasional night on the couch. Bangkok was a far away place - filled with wonder and mystery. On arrival Bacon found that it was just that. I tried to warn him, tried telling him that I too had fallen for it’s mystique my first time in Bangkok. No good. Bacon fell prey to the intoxication of travel and we saw a very different side of our friend.
No amount of coercing would take that bottle from him.
Until it was too late, of course.
He’s paying for it now.
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You know the saying, “to fly by the seat of your pants?” Well, that's been our philosophy for most of our adult lives – before and after meeting, falling in love and marrying. We're now taking that idea on an extended round-the-world trip. Follow us as we share the good, the bad and the downright nasty of life on the road.
