Cycling. Well, actually, bicycle touring. How is it that these two words describe my lifestyle when, just two years ago, they meant very little to me? I’ve never been a cyclist. I didn’t grow up cycling around with friends after school and I
If you’ve never met me, then walking into my kitchen and seeing an unknown man in polka-dot sundress making breakfast for four might seem strange. If you do know me, then you know I host Couchsurfers, and you probably wouldn’t
I’m writing this because a lot of people equate travel with vacation, or vagabonds, or broke backpackers (none of which are a bad thing, by the way), rather than something you can actually do while running a lucrative business. The
Luke the Couchsurfer came to me from the East coast…on bike. Let me say that again: he was bicycling across the United States by himself. (Another person who inspired my very own adventures). I felt terrible then, that the event