Travel Journaling Prints

"Day 573 of the project: Let's just say there are many, many, many, many ants and leave it at that."

"Behold the secret to happiness."

Sloaney Pony.

The experienced backpacker.

'Someplace where we could take lots of selfies with national monuments...'

'I'd say your caravan's a tad overloaded, sir.'

Easter Island legs

Cutaway view of Ocean liner.

"The GPS works great, we have satellite TV installed, the Sirius stereo sounds fantastic and our every move is tracked by Qualcomm. But could you turn around? I left me iphone at the house. . ."

"And which regional cuisine would you be interested in this evening—Northwester, Southwestern, Southeastern, or Northeastern?"

"First class, or with children?"

Woman uses a remote control to turn on the sunset.

Desert Island Meals.

'What zip code are we in now?'

Airlines

'I think you're getting the hang of it.'

Omara Portuondo

'The ghost walks this passage every night Monday to Friday. He has weekends off.'

What say we rough it today and go without ice in our drinks!

"It better not be any of that over oaked chardonnay."

'Hold on, I'll get the camera.'

Dear Diary. . . why, oh why, did I choose an adventure holiday?

Sparkling Water

'Being offshored isn't exactly what I expected.'

Airport Security.

The Family Joules: Part 16

'Buying the inflight entertainment system was a great idea of yours, Dear...'

"Thank god I bought my layers."

'Wavering between being bullish or bearish'

Halfway across the Hudson River Billy Joe realized he wasn't going to Elvis Island.

'Why can't you admit you're lost?'

'Are we there yet?'

Tourists and their Pets.

Under pressure.

Naval Veterans Drinking at Greenwich Pub