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Artistic Temples, Bat Caves & Rescue Elephants: Our Northern Thailand Journey

From Chiang Rai’s surreal art temples to Pai’s misty caves and an overnight at Elephant Nature Park.

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Northern Thailand has a different rhythm.

It’s quieter than Bangkok. Slower than Chiang Mai. A little weirder. A little more spiritual. A little more wild.

And for us? It was one of the most memorable stretches of our time in Thailand.

Chiang Rai: A 10-Hour Private Adventure

We hired a private driver for 10 hours and built a custom itinerary around what speaks to us most: architecture, symbolism, nature, and bold artistic expression.

We skipped the Golden Triangle and the long neck village. Instead, we built our own narrative. What unfolded felt less like sightseeing — and more like moving through an art installation in three acts.

Act I: Light

Wat Rong Khun

Nothing prepares you for the White Temple.

It isn’t ancient. It isn’t subtle. It doesn’t blend into the landscape.

It shines.

Brilliant white plaster embedded with mirrored glass reflects the sun so intensely it almost feels celestial. Crossing the bridge — with sculpted hands reaching upward beneath you — is dramatic and symbolic. It represents rebirth, the crossing from desire to enlightenment.

It is theatrical in the best way.

This was our favorite stop of the day. Ethereal. Surreal. Almost otherworldly.

Interlude: Nature & Play

Before descending into darker tones, we made space for movement.

🌊 Khun Korn Waterfall Trail

Not originally on our itinerary — but we’re so glad we added it.

The hike to Khun Korn Waterfall takes you through lush forest and ends at one of the tallest waterfalls in the province. 

Singha Park 🐾

At Singha Park, rolling hills and tea fields stretched endlessly. We fed zebras, goats, rabbits — a surreal Northern Thailand safari moment we didn’t see coming.

A perfect balance to temple hopping!

Act II: Shadow

Baan Dam Museum

If the White Temple represents light, the Black House explores something deeper.

Dark teak buildings. Animal bones. Skulls. Stark wood architecture filled with symbolism and intensity.

It’s provocative and moody without feeling gimmicky. The late artist behind this complex leaned into mortality, power, shadow — themes that felt surprisingly aligned with our darker aesthetic.

You don’t simply observe it.

You sit with it.

Ascent: Scale & Stillness

Wat Huay Pla Kang

After the intensity of the Black House, we shifted into something grander.

Wat Huay Pla Kang is scale.

A towering nine-story pagoda. A massive white Guan Yin statue visible from miles away. Wide staircases, ornate details, sweeping views.

We climbed all nine floors of the pagoda — and then went inside the Guan Yin statue and climbed again.

From the top, Chiang Rai stretches in every direction — green, quiet, peaceful. It felt expansive after a day of hyper-detailed art and symbolism.

If the Black House makes you reflect inward, this place pulls your gaze outward.

It was a physical reset before our final act.

Act III: Color

Wat Rong Suea Ten

We ended the day at the Blue Temple.

And it was the perfect finale.

Deep sapphire walls. Electric cobalt ceilings. Gold accents glowing against blue so saturated it feels almost unreal. The massive white Buddha inside seems suspended in a sea of color.

After 10 hours of temples, hiking, waterfalls, and farm animals, stepping into this vivid sanctuary felt cinematic.

White.
Black.
Scale.
Blue.

Chiang Rai isn’t just a collection of temples — it’s layered expression.

Light. Shadow. Elevation. Saturation.

And ending in that bold wash of color felt like closing the final chapter before heading back into the city for Mediterranean comfort food and the clock tower light show.

Pai: Tiny Farmhouse & Big Energy

The next morning we embarked on a 6.5-hour drive to Pai.

Pai feels like a fever dream created by backpackers and artists.

We stayed at a tiny farmhouse on a working farm (Luxury Farm House / Farm House Boutique). It was simple, quiet, and surrounded by nature — a total shift from city energy.

The village vibe? Bohemian. Relaxed. Slightly chaotic in a charming way.

Sunrise at Jabo & Nam Lod Cave

One morning we did a private sunrise tour to Jabo Viewpoint and Nam Lod Cave.

The sunrise over the misty mountains was magical. One of those quiet, cinematic moments where everything feels still.

And then…

Nam Lod Cave

I knew there would be bats.

What I did not expect was thousands of bats swarming in and out of the cave — and bat droppings literally falling from the sky.

There is something uniquely humbling about realizing you are standing beneath a living, swirling cloud of bats while tiny projectiles rain down around you.

Memorable? Absolutely.
Romantic? Debatable.

But the cave itself is stunning — enormous chambers, stalactites, bamboo raft rides through the darkness. It felt adventurous in the best way.

Elephant Nature Park: The Emotional One

Elephant Nature Park

After Pai, we returned to Chiang Mai for our overnight stay at Elephant Nature Park.

This was important to us. Ethical interaction. No riding. No performances. Just rescue, rehabilitation, and education.

Spending the night allowed us to see the elephants in a more relaxed way — feeding them, walking beside them, observing their personalities.

The morning after, I wasn’t feeling great. Casey went to the morning activities without me — which, in hindsight, was probably for the best. One portion included visiting the area where they care for injured or disabled dogs.

Anyone who knows me knows that would have emotionally wrecked me.

I’m grateful this place exists. It’s not polished or glamorous — it’s real. And it’s doing meaningful work.

And Now… The Islands

After one final night in Chiang Mai, we flew to Phuket — where we are now.

The mountains have given way to turquoise water.

We’ll be island hopping until late March, and I have a feeling this next chapter is going to look very different from Northern Thailand.

White sand instead of white temples.
Boat decks instead of bat caves.
Sunsets over the Andaman instead of pagoda stair climbs.

Island adventures coming soon.

— Brandon ✈️🌴

From Safari to the Sands of Time: Our Journey Through Egypt 🇪🇬

After days spent tracking wildlife across the plains of Kenya, we traded savannas for stone, history, and the timeless rhythm of the Nile. Egypt had been a long-anticipated stop on our journey, and from the moment we arrived, it delivered on every level—ancient, chaotic, beautiful, and unforgettable.

Day 1: Arrival in Cairo

We landed in Cairo very early in the morning, running on adrenaline, jet lag, and the afterglow of our safari adventure. After checking in and settling at Le Méridien Cairo, we made the conscious decision to keep this first day intentionally slow. Egypt is intense—in the best way—and after weeks of constant movement, we allowed ourselves time to rest, reset, and ease into a completely different world.

Sometimes the best travel decision is knowing when not to do too much.

Day 2: Into the White & Black Desert

We booked a private driver and headed west toward one of Egypt’s most surreal landscapes: the White Desert and Black Desert, with a stop at Crystal Mountain along the way. The drive was long—about five hours each way—but absolutely worth it.

Before reaching the deserts, we were welcomed by local townspeople and treated to an authentic Egyptian lunch. It was warm, generous, and deeply human—one of those moments that reminds you travel isn’t just about landmarks, but about people.

The Black Desert

The Black Desert gets its name from the dark volcanic stones scattered across rolling hills. These blackened rocks are remnants of ancient volcanic activity, giving the landscape a dramatic, almost lunar appearance. It feels stark and powerful—a reminder of Egypt’s geological history long before pharaohs and pyramids.

Crystal Mountain

Crystal Mountain is a small ridge embedded with sparkling quartz crystals that catch the sunlight and shimmer against the desert backdrop. It’s a brief stop, but a fascinating one—proof that Egypt’s beauty extends far beyond temples and tombs.

The White Desert

The White Desert couldn’t be more different. This area is famous for its chalk-white limestone formations, sculpted over thousands of years by wind and sand. The formations resemble mushrooms, animals, and abstract art pieces—nature’s own open-air gallery. Against the pale sand and endless sky, the landscape feels otherworldly and quiet in a way that’s hard to describe.

After a full day of desert exploration, we made the return drive to Cairo (thankfully a bit shorter on the way back), tired, dusty, and completely in awe.

Days 3 & 4: A Luxurious Pause at the St. Regis Cairo

For the next two nights, we checked into the St. Regis Cairo, and honestly—this hotel is a destination in itself.

Perched along the Nile, the St. Regis combines modern luxury with subtle Egyptian design elements. The service was flawless, the facilities expansive, and the food exceptional. From beautifully curated restaurants to elegant bars and serene common spaces, there was more than enough to keep us happily occupied without ever stepping outside.

We didn’t leave the hotel once—and we didn’t need to. These two days were about slowing down, indulging, and preparing for the adventure that lay ahead.

Day 5: The Journey Begins – Trafalgar’s Wonders of Ancient Egypt

From here on out, we joined Trafalgar’s Wonders of Ancient Egypt tour—a beautifully organized, thoughtfully paced itinerary that allowed us to experience Egypt’s greatest sites without feeling rushed.

We checked into the Hilton Ramses to kick off the tour, and from the start, everything ran like clockwork. Our guide, Tarek, was exceptional—knowledgeable, engaging, and genuinely passionate about Egyptian history. His ability to weave stories, context, and humor into each site made the experience infinitely richer.

Day 6: Memphis, Saqqara, Carpet Making & Giza

Our first full touring day took us deep into Egypt’s ancient past.

First Stop—Giza. The Great Pyramids and the Sphinx need no introduction. Standing before them is humbling in a way photos simply can’t capture. They are massive, precise, and impossibly old.

Memphis, once the capital of ancient Egypt, offered a glimpse into the earliest days of Egyptian civilization.

Saqqara, home to the Step Pyramid of Djoser, showcased the evolution of pyramid construction and remains one of the most important archaeological sites in the country.

We also visited the Akhnaton Carpet School, where men, women, and children are taught the intricate art of carpet weaving on traditional looms.

That night, we returned to Cairo with full minds and tired feet.

Day 7–8: Cairo to Luxor – Temples, Valley of the Kings & the Nile

A morning flight brought us to Luxor, often described as the world’s greatest open-air museum. We visited Karnak Temple, a vast complex of towering columns, sacred lakes, and intricately carved reliefs that tell stories spanning centuries.

Later that day, we boarded the MS Medea, our Nile cruise ship—and wow. Newly renovated, beautifully designed, and impeccably maintained, the ship felt both elegant and comfortable. The staff was outstanding, and it quickly became our floating home for the next several days.

Days 9–15: Sailing the Nile

As we sailed south, each day brought new wonders:

  • The Valley of the Kings, burial place of Egypt’s most powerful pharaohs and home to King Tutankhamun’s tomb. Considering our guide’s insights, we skipped entering King Tut’s tomb, as it is one of the smallest and most crowded in the valley. His treasures, however, would later be seen at the Grand Egyptian Museum.
  • Edfu Temple, dedicated to Horus, one of the best-preserved temples in Egypt, featuring massive pylons and remarkably detailed carvings.
  • Kom Ombo, uniquely dedicated to two gods, offering insight into ancient medicine and dual worship.
  • In Aswan, we visited the High Dam, the Unfinished Obelisk, and the stunning Philae Temple, relocated stone by stone to save it from flooding.
  • Luxor Temple and the Colossi of Memnon, standing watch over the west bank of Luxor.
  • The dramatic Temple of Queen Hatshepsut, carved directly into the cliffs.
  • And on our final day along the Nile, a visit to Dendera Temple of Hathor—probably our favorite temple of the entire journey—before flying back to Cairo.

Each site added another layer to Egypt’s story—religion, power, science, and daily life all carved into stone.

Day 16: Cairo’s Historic Heart

Our last full day explored Cairo’s layered history:

  • First up- the Grand Egyptian Museum, a modern, world-class space housing some of the most important artifacts ever discovered.
  • The Hanging Church, highlighting Egypt’s deep Christian roots
  • And lastly, the Citadel of Salah El Din and the Alabaster Mosque, offering sweeping views and architectural grandeur.

It was the perfect way to close out our time in Egypt—ancient history presented through a modern lens.

Final Thoughts

Egypt is not a passive destination. It demands your attention, challenges your senses, and rewards curiosity. From deserts and temples to luxury hotels and river cruises, this journey was perfectly balanced between adventure, history, and indulgence.

Having a guide like Tarek, a beautiful ship like the MS Medea, and the ease of the Trafalgar itinerary made the experience seamless.

This wasn’t just a trip—it was a walk through time.

11 Hours to Departure

In just 11 short hours, we’ll be boarding a flight to Southeast Asia, beginning our next chapter in Thailand. Egypt has left us in awe—its history, its scale, and its soul—but the journey is far from over.

We’re incredibly excited for what lies ahead. We hope you’ll follow along…

A Brief Note for Future Travelers

While our time in Egypt was extraordinary and deeply meaningful, experiencing a place so different from home also comes with a period of cultural adjustment. The observations below are shared simply to help set expectations for future travelers, not as criticism, but as honest reflections on aspects of daily life that may feel challenging at times.

Traffic & Transportation
Traffic in Cairo, in particular, is intense and often chaotic. There are very few traffic signals, and movement feels more like a constant negotiation than an organized system. Pedestrians, vehicles, and even animals frequently share the same space, and the near-constant use of car horns can feel overwhelming—especially for visitors not accustomed to this style of driving.

Air Quality
Air pollution was another noticeable challenge. Even from the 27th floor of our hotel, visibility was limited due to smog. With a metropolitan population of roughly 25 million people, this is understandable to a degree, though it did impact our overall comfort during our stay.

Litter & Environmental Concerns
We were surprised by the amount of litter in both urban and rural areas, including locations of historical and natural significance. While this is certainly a complex issue influenced by infrastructure and governance, it was difficult to see such remarkable and sacred landscapes affected in this way. One moment that stood out was witnessing litter discarded within a protected desert area, which was disheartening.

Hilton Ramses Hotel Experience
The Hilton Ramses, where we stayed at the beginning and end of our tour, was not our favorite accommodation. The lobby was often hectic, and service levels were inconsistent—some staff members were helpful and welcoming, while others were less so. Compared to other hotels on our journey, it fell short of expectations.

Vendor Interactions at Tourist Sites
At several major sites and temples, interactions with vendors were more aggressive than we anticipated. Persistent sales tactics—such as following visitors closely, placing items directly in front of them, or initiating unwanted physical contact—made some visits uncomfortable. Tipping culture is deeply ingrained, and at times it felt difficult to navigate boundaries, particularly when services were offered without being requested.

None of these challenges overshadowed the significance of what we experienced in Egypt. They simply reminded us that travel is as much about perspective and patience as it is about discovery—and that understanding a place often means embracing both its beauty and its complexities.

The Final Days at JW Marriott Masai Mara: Magic, Meaning, and a Perfect Goodbye

With Esther and Eric heading back to San Francisco, the rest of our time at the JW Marriott Masai Mara took on a quieter, more intimate rhythm. Suddenly, it was just the two of us on game drives — which felt like having a private safari experience without the private-safari price tag. And what an unforgettable stretch of days it turned out to be.

Intimate Game Drives & Unforgettable Sightings

Over our final drives, we encountered even more of the Mara’s remarkable wildlife: curious mongooses darting through the grass, large troops of baboons, massive crocodiles lurking along the riverbanks, and countless bird species with colors and calls that never seemed to repeat.

One afternoon, we followed a cheetah for nearly an hour as he stalked potential prey across the savanna. It was fascinating — and surprisingly emotional — to watch him ultimately fail to secure a meal. Nature doesn’t guarantee success, even for the fastest land animal on Earth.

Another rare and unexpected sighting was a serval, a beautifully patterned wild cat that even our guide was surprised to see. Our excitement may have gotten the best of us — we ended up stuck in the mud while trying to follow him. Thankfully, another safari vehicle came to our rescue, and the adventure continued.

Afterward, our guide took us down to the river, where he served us lunch as we watched families of hippos swimming, playing, and making incredibly loud noises just feet away. During the meal, we also spotted two enormous crocodiles resting nearby — a thrilling reminder that in the Mara, you’re never just “having lunch.”

One evening on our way back to the tent, we encountered a playful family of monkeys, including several babies tumbling through the trees. Moments like these happened often — unscheduled, unscripted, and absolutely magical.

Witnessing One of Nature’s Most Intimate Rituals

One of the most extraordinary moments of our entire safari was witnessing lions mating. We learned that the mating ritual can last up to seven days, with lions mating every 15–20 minutes to increase the chances of success.

The actual act itself was brief but captivating. The lioness approached the male when she was ready, allowed the moment to happen (about 12 seconds), followed by a quick bite at her neck, a short rest side by side, and then — she calmly walked away. Moments later, he followed her to the next location to repeat the process.

Casey captured an incredible video of the moment, and you can hear him whispering, “Oh my God, it’s happening.” It makes for a good laugh. Enjoy it for yourself here: https://photos.google.com/share/AF1QipPJmsZVvs7hv4wBEGlfbNrp9s06eZ7c7o46NIAoc0pyG4G7u490lLpbwvsYMo9ibQkey=cTk1UmhsOU5PUFRKR20tT3dBWV9KWWhyY0JGaWN3

The Thrill of the Chase: Leopard & Rhino Sightings

We also followed a highly anticipated leopard “sighting,” though we never actually saw the leopard itself. Leopards are famously elusive, often hiding high in trees and blending seamlessly into their surroundings. Still, the thrill of the chase was exhilarating — especially with nearly a dozen vehicles involved. Leopard sightings are rare, and guides communicate with one another to give guests the best chance possible. Their teamwork and generosity were genuinely heartwarming.

A similar scene unfolded during a black rhino sighting. Vehicles rushed to the location, and we were rewarded with brief but powerful glimpses of this majestic animal as it moved cautiously from bush to bush. While I had hoped to see it more clearly, I felt incredibly grateful just to witness such a rare and endangered creature in the wild.

A Meal We’ll Never Forget: Kenyan Cuisine Night

The second half of our safari included our favorite meal of the entire stay — a Kenyan cuisine night served family-style. The spread was incredible:

  • A rich, comforting broth
  • Thyme-marinated char-grilled chicken
  • Kenyan beef stew
  • Thyme and garlic-marinated seabass
  • Githeri (a hearty bean dish that became Casey’s absolute favorite)
  • Matoke (plantains)

Sides included kachumbari salad, sautéed spinach and kale, garlic-tossed carrot and cabbage, chapatti, and ugali. For dessert, we enjoyed Kaimati, a beloved Kenyan delicacy.

The flavors were bold, aromatic, and reminded us strongly of Indian cuisine. Curious, we did some research and learned that this influence stems from the Indian diaspora in Kenya, which grew significantly during British colonial rule when Indian laborers were brought in to help build railways and infrastructure. Over generations, Indian spices, techniques, and flavors blended beautifully with traditional Kenyan cuisine — a culinary collaboration rooted in shared history.

Every bite was unforgettable. We ate far more than we needed to, and we have absolutely no regrets.

A Gentle Final Day in the Mara

On our final full day, I wasn’t feeling well and stayed in our tent most of the day, coming out only for a light lunch. As it turns out, dehydration was the culprit. After drinking plenty of water and resting, I felt well enough to go on our final evening game drive — and I’m so glad I did.

That drive was pure bliss. Our guide took us to a stunning vantage point overlooking the Masai Mara, which spans roughly 580 square miles of protected wilderness — larger than many major cities. From that viewpoint, we watched the sun set in spectacular fashion. The sky exploded with deep shades of orange, and I was able to capture the moment with the silhouette of five trees in the foreground.

It was the perfect, poetic ending to our safari.

That evening, the night sky was just as breathtaking — an abundance of twinkling stars and visible planets, with even a faint nebula glowing overhead. It felt like the universe itself was putting on a final show just for us.

Saying Goodbye to Something Truly Special

On our final morning, we packed up, thanked the staff for their extraordinary hospitality, enjoyed lunch and a few drinks, and received our professionally edited photos from the Canon lab.

👉 Here is a link to the 144 edited photos:
https://photos.google.com/share/AF1QipONW7U3pNeVVBGvY6m3W35F0YrSMaRPYAuMdCD9FYo_E-rKpx6qJz6qSO4RkSPs6Q?key=U3pQX09MQ3B6UEJESUhuVlNXdTd0MXZBMF9YV1hB

In total, I took over 3,000 photos in five days — with many more still waiting to be edited. These, however, are some of the very best.

After lunch and heartfelt goodbyes, Jacob drove us to the airstrip, where we purchased a few souvenirs from members of the Maasai tribe. When our tiny plane arrived and we boarded, the reality of our safari coming to an end truly sank in.

For both of us, this has been one of the most magical journeys we have ever experienced. From the lodge and the staff to the wildlife and landscapes — and above all, Mother Nature — we couldn’t have asked for more. We saw everything we had hoped to see, and so much more.

From the Mara Back to the Chaos of Nairobi

Our flight back to Nairobi was… intense. The turbulence on those tiny planes is no joke. While I had several moments where I thought I might be sick, I managed to hold it together. Across the aisle, I could tell Casey was doing everything possible not to have a full-blown panic attack.

Forty minutes later, we landed safely.

The drive to the hotel, however, may have been even scarier than the flight. Our driver was aggressive — more so than the one I wrote about in Montenegro, and far more than drivers we’ve encountered in Mexico or Italy. At almost the exact same moment, Casey and I texted each other:

Him: I think I’d rather be back on that plane than in this car.
Me: This is scarier than the plane ride.

Security around the airport was tight and very different from what we’re used to. Near the airport, we exited the Uber and walked through a security checkpoint while police searched the vehicle. The process was quick and painless — just unfamiliar. But safety always comes first.

Our hotel stay was brief. We arrived around 5 p.m., had a drink at the bar, repacked, and tried to rest. Our flight to Cairo was scheduled for 4:20 a.m., requiring us to arrive three hours early for extensive screening.

Just as we finished multiple bag checks and reached the counter, we were informed that the flight was delayed by 2.5 hours — a frustrating loss of sleep, but very much a part of the nomad life.

Now, we’re sitting in the Nairobi airport lounge, coffee in hand, snacks nearby, as I finish writing this post. In just a few hours, we’ll be on our way to Cairo to begin the next chapter of our journey: Egypt.

A Final Reflection

Eight months into our adventure around the world, we feel more alive and grateful than ever. The world is breathtaking — not just because of its landscapes, but because of its people.

Every new place, every shared story, every unexpected connection shapes us, softens us, and makes us better humans. Despite everything happening in the world, beauty is still everywhere — in wild places, in shared meals, in quiet sunsets, and in the kindness of strangers.

Never stop looking for it.

In the Middle of the Magic: Kenya, the Mara, and the Wildest Dreams We Never Knew We Had

We are officially in the thick of our safari adventure, and it somehow already feels impossible that this is real life.

From Atlanta to Africa

Our journey began on January 6th as we left Atlanta, bound for Kenya. Two days, two continents, and two major stopovers later — Frankfurt and Istanbul — we finally touched down in Nairobi. By the time we arrived at our hotel around 5:00 a.m., exhaustion had completely taken over. We did what felt most appropriate: slept. For 16 straight hours.

Once we rejoined the land of the living, our one true adventure in Nairobi took us to Karura Forest, an urban oasis just a few miles north of the city center. Covering more than 2,500 acres, Karura Forest is one of the largest gazetted urban forests in the world and plays a vital role in Nairobi’s ecosystem — improving air quality, preserving biodiversity, and offering residents a rare connection to nature within a bustling capital city.

The forest is home to monkeys, bushbucks, reptiles, butterflies, and more than 200 species of birds. We encountered several monkeys along the trails, countless birds, and an incredible variety of plant and tree species. What surprised us most during our 7-mile hike were the pine trees — towering, abundant, and completely unexpected. We also explored waterfalls and caves, each turn revealing something new. Karura felt peaceful, alive, and deeply important to the city that surrounds it.

Our final day in Nairobi was spent preparing for what came next: safari. We would be flying in a 10-person plane, with a strict luggage limit of just 33 pounds per person. Every ounce mattered.

The flight to the Masai Mara was bumpy — and, if we’re being honest, a little terrifying (especially for Casey). But the views quickly became a distraction. From the air, we spotted herds of buffalo, elephants, and animals we couldn’t quite identify from that height. At our first landing strip, we were greeted by a herd of giraffes — including one standing directly on the runway, seemingly just as curious about us as we were about it.

After one stop and about 60 minutes of total flight time, we landed at our final airstrip where our driver welcomed us alongside our two game-drive companions visiting from San Francisco, Esther and Eric. Champagne was poured, snacks appeared, and just like that, safari had begun.

A Dream Called the JW Marriott Masai Mara

Our drive to our home for the next five nights — JW Marriott Masai Mara Lodge — doubled as our first game drive. Even though this is considered the “low season,” the Mara did not hold back. Along the way we encountered hyenas, water buffalo, elephants (including babies), topis, warthogs, giraffes, gazelles, zebras, and — waiting just outside the lodge — hippopotamuses.

The lodge itself sits along the Talek River, deep within the Masai Mara, offering unobstructed views into wildlife territory. It’s one of the most exclusive safari lodges in Kenya, blending ultra-luxury with thoughtful sustainability and deep respect for the surrounding Masai community.

Upon arrival, members of the Masai community greeted us with a traditional dance — and at their insistence, I joined in. From there, our host escorted us across the suspension bridge into the lodge. As staff lined up to welcome us, I felt tears welling up. The day had already been magical, and the weight of gratitude hit me all at once. This was real. We were here.

If I had to describe the arrival vibe in one sentence: it felt like we were stepping into Season 4 of The White Lotus — safari edition.

Our Sunrise Suite is absolutely stunning. The tented suite blends luxury and nature seamlessly, featuring floor-to-ceiling views of the river, a private terrace, elegant furnishings, a massive bed, and a bathroom that feels like a spa. You can watch wildlife pass by without ever leaving your room.

That evening, we enjoyed an incredible dinner followed by a bonfire with a Masai warrior while watching hippos emerge from the river to feed. Every expectation we had was exceeded. Every detail is intentional. Everything is executed flawlessly.

Because wildlife freely roams the property, guests are escorted between 6:00 p.m. and 6:00 a.m. by Masai warriors — hyenas, baboons, and hippos are very real nighttime neighbors. As we were guided back to our tent, we could hear hippos grunting and hyenas calling in the distance. Strange sounds, yes — but oddly comforting, like nature’s lullaby.

Lions, Rhinos, and the Circle of Life

Our first official game drive began at 6:00 a.m., just in time to catch an unforgettable sunrise over the Mara. Our driver, Jacob, was phenomenal — expertly spotting wildlife and answering our endless questions about habits, diets, and social structures.

We saw gazelles, topis, water buffalo, giraffes, hyenas, monkeys, lions, and an entire pride of lionesses. The highlight was watching the lionesses attempt a hunt. Female lions hunt cooperatively — moving slowly, staying low, spreading out to surround their prey, and communicating through subtle cues. Watching them stalk a warthog was thrilling… and while part of us was in awe of their precision, we were also relieved when the warthog escaped all five predators.

Most of my photos were taken using a high-end Canon camera provided by the lodge. At the end of our stay, the photography team will help edit our top shots and send us home with an SD card of everything.
Day 1 photo count: 523.

Our second drive delivered something even rarer — a black rhino. There are only about 44 rhinos remaining between the Masai Mara and the Serengeti, largely due to decades of poaching driven by the illegal horn trade. Seeing one is special even for the people who live and work here. When Jacob got the call, we raced across the Mara alongside other vehicles. The adrenaline was real.

That evening ended with a cocktail bonfire in the open savanna, Masai warriors sharing stories of their culture — including marriage traditions (live and let live!). Dinner followed, featuring vegetables grown largely onsite — tomatoes, cucumbers, peppers, and herbs so fresh they practically ruined grocery stores forever. On our walk back, we spotted bushbabies — adorable, until a flashlight hits them and their massive eyes stare back at you.

Balloons, Cheetahs, and a Core Memory for Life

Day three started at 4:00 a.m. for our hot air balloon ride. It was the earliest morning of any vacation I’ve ever taken — and completely worth it.

Because of the wind, the basket was on its side for boarding. We climbed in and lay down until the balloon inflated. About 15 feet up, we were told to stand. And then… silence. Peace. Magic.

The captain explained he could only control altitude — not direction or speed. We floated wherever the wind carried us, watching the sun rise over the Mara. From above we spotted giraffes, hippos, ostriches, and even a leopard.

After landing, we enjoyed a bush breakfast complete with bottomless champagne and great conversation before heading back out on another game drive. Wildlife never becomes monotonous — every encounter is different.

When we heard a cheetah had been spotted, we rushed over. The first cheetah wasn’t interested in posing — just teasing us from the shade. But shortly after leaving, we received another call. A second cheetah. On our way back to the lodge.

What happened next may be the highlight of our entire safari.

We arrived just after she had completed a successful hunt of a gazelle. For 90 minutes, we watched the oldest female cheetah in the reserve eat, while vultures — three different species — gathered nearby, waiting. Her stomach visibly grew as she fed. She avoided the stomach to prevent attracting hyenas… but hyenas can smell blood from nearly two kilometers away.

Eventually, a lone hyena appeared. The cheetah finished her meal and walked away. Instantly, the vultures swarmed — aggressive, chaotic, relentless — until the hyena charged in, scattering them and stealing what remained.

In an hour and a half, we witnessed the full circle of life.

I took over 1,000 photos during that time alone.


Just two and a half days into safari, we’ve already seen everything we hoped for — and so much more. In many ways, this experience reminds us of the Galápagos: wildly different, yet strikingly similar in the sheer abundance of life. It feels like stepping into a real-life episode of Planet Earth.

Tonight, heavy rain kept us in — a perfect excuse for a late lunch, photo editing, and writing this post. Dinner awaits, and tonight’s feature is Indian cuisine (one of our favorites).

Tomorrow, we head out again with no expectations — just gratitude, curiosity, and the joy of soaking it all in.

I can’t wait to share more photos with you soon. For now, I hope you enjoy what we’ve captured on our phones — and thank you for being part of this journey with us.

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From Europe to the Caribbean: Family, Food, Theme Parks, and Finding Rest Before Our Next Big Adventure

It’s been quite some time since my last post — life has been a whirlwind since we left Norway, and the past several weeks have been packed with family time, food worth traveling for, unexpected turns, and a whole lot of sunshine. As I write this from the Curaçao Airport lounge, headed back to the States for a brief holiday visit, I wanted to finally sit down and share everything we’ve been up to.

Halloween at Home: Mermaidman, Barnacle Boy, and Family Laughter

After returning from Europe, our first stop was North Carolina, where we celebrated Halloween with the family. Casey and I channeled our inner childhood heroes and dressed as Mermaidman and Barnacle Boy — and honestly, we nailed it.

We spent the evening at Jennifer and Jason’s house, playing games, sharing drinks, laughing until our sides hurt, and catching up on life. After months of constant travel, it felt grounding to be surrounded by familiar faces. Home really does reset the soul.

Savannah → Flagler Beach → Orlando: A Road Trip Full of Food, Friends & New Worlds

From NC, we hit the road for a multi-stop southern road trip.

Savannah: A Culinary Revelation at Common Thread

We stayed one night in Savannah and dined at what is now officially one of our favorite restaurants in the city: Common Thread
🔗 https://www.commonthreadsavannah.com/

Casey started with oysters he insists were the best he’s ever had, while I went with a bright, perfectly balanced ceviche. The surprise standout? A butternut squash second course recommended by our server — unbelievably scrumptious and the perfect hint of fall. Our mains (pork for Casey and fish for me) were excellent, but dessert stole the show: a deconstructed s’mores masterpiece. Drinks? Also perfection.

If you’re visiting Savannah, this is a 10/10 recommendation.

Flagler Beach: Friends Who Feel Like Home

Next, we made a quick stop in Flagler Beach, our former home, staying with our dear friends Matt and John. Dinner with them and our friend Lee was filled with storytelling and laughter. Their pups, Lucille and Jefferson, were as adorable as ever. These quick reunions always fill my cup.

Epic Universe in Orlando: Immersive Magic Meets… Lots of Screens

From Flagler Beach, we continued to Orlando for a much-anticipated visit to Epic Universe, Universal’s brand-new theme park that opened just weeks after we moved away.

The lands are stunning. Universal outdid themselves with:

  • The Wizarding World – Ministry of Magic
  • Super Nintendo World
  • How to Train Your Dragon – Isle of Berk
  • Dark Universe (Universal Monsters Land)

Each world was immersive and incredibly detailed. We loved exploring them — though we both wished the park offered more true thrill rides. Universal, like many parks now, leans heavily toward screen-based attractions.

The highlights:

  • ⭐ Stardust Racers — easily the best ride of the park. High-speed, thrilling, and just pure joy.
  • 🐺 Curse of the Werewolf — short but exciting.
  • 🪄 Ministry of Magic Queue — breathtaking. Universal absolutely nailed the atmosphere.

After a quick but magical visit, it was time to head to Miami for something we’d been excited about for months…

Virgin Voyages: Celebrating Dustyn on the Brand-New Brilliant Lady

We boarded the Brilliant Lady, Virgin Voyages’ newest ship, to celebrate Dustyn’s birthday — and wow, what an experience.

🔗 https://www.virginvoyages.com/brilliant-lady

Why Virgin Voyages Is Different

  • Adults only — which creates a completely different energy onboard
  • Incredible food (no main dining hall, no buffets — all restaurant-quality venues)
  • Elevated entertainment
  • Gorgeous design and social spaces
  • Inaugural-season sparkle: the ship was pristine, modern, and stylish from bow to stern

Some standout restaurants onboard:

  • The Test Kitchen — experimental, elevated, and delicious
  • Razzle Dazzle — playful, modern, beautifully balanced dishes
  • Gunbae — the only Korean BBQ at sea (and a drinking game or two…)
  • Extra Virgin — handmade pasta heaven

Hurricane Reroute, Snorkeling in Grand Cayman, and Duty-Free Finds

Due to a recent hurricane, Jamaica was canceled and we were rerouted to Cozumel, which we skipped since we’ve been many times.

But we definitely got off the ship in Grand Cayman, where we went snorkeling in some of the clearest, brightest, most vibrant water imaginable. Afterward, we did a little shopping — Casey picked up sunglasses and earrings, and I scored a new watch thanks to duty-free pricing.

We also stayed onboard during the Bimini stop and basically had the pool deck to ourselves. Bliss.

Of course, the best part was spending quality time with Dustyn, Brittney, and their partners, Nick and Patrick.


A Beachfront Reset in Melbourne, FL

After the cruise, we retreated to a beachfront hotel in Melbourne, where we mostly lounged, caught up on laundry, walked the beach, and treated ourselves to massages.

A cold front moved in, so we didn’t get as much beach time as planned, but honestly, the slower pace was exactly what our bodies needed after the indulgence of the Brilliant Lady.

Atlanta for Thanksgiving: Opera, Football, Grief, Healing & Family Traditions

Our next stop was Atlanta, where we stayed for over two weeks — a mix of celebration, unexpected loss, family bonding, and holiday traditions.

La Traviata, Kennesaw Mountain & Falcons Football

We kicked things off with tickets to La Traviata at The Atlanta Opera, thanks to our friend Matt (creative director), and were surprised by how much we loved our first opera experience.

We also:

  • hiked nearly 7 miles at Kennesaw Mountain
  • attended a Falcons vs. Panthers game (my first Atlanta game in 25+ years)
  • laughed our faces off at the Jinkx & DeLa Holiday Show
  • attended an early screening of Wicked: For Good

While the movie didn’t quite hit the magical bar we’d hoped for, the company was phenomenal — Lucas, Daniel, Angel, Mary Kate, and my sister.

A Sudden and Devastating Loss

What began as a lighthearted trip took a heartbreaking turn.

Late one night, my mom called sobbing. She had found my great aunt Sherry unresponsive at her kitchen table. It was sudden, unexpected, and deeply painful — especially for my mom and granny, who were incredibly close to her.

The days that followed were filled with grief, support, reflection, and celebrating Aunt Sherry’s life. She was laid to rest beside her mother, just two days before Thanksgiving.

Thanksgiving, Healing, and Family Moments That Matter

Thanksgiving itself was beautiful — full of incredible food, nostalgic photos shared by my Aunt Sharon, and moments of reconnection, including an important step toward mending the relationship with my brother.

We also enjoyed:

  • Drag Bingo
  • A night of arcade chaos at Dave & Buster’s
  • Dining out with a variety of of friends
  • Game night with Stephanie, Robert, and the girls
  • Plenty of quality time with mom, her cat Taz, Granny, and extended family

One thing I’ve always cherished: the unique bond my dad’s family maintains with my granny, even without blood ties. It’s one of the most meaningful dynamics in my life, and I’m endlessly grateful for it.

Curaçao: Caribbean Blues, Dutch Charm & A Much-Needed Reset

After the emotional weight of Atlanta, Casey and I flew to Curaçao for 10 days of warmth, rest, and Dutch-Caribbean charm.

Willemstad: Colorful, Historic & Full of Energy

We stayed first in an Airbnb near Willemstad — the island’s vibrant capital.
Think pastel Dutch architecture, floating bridges, waterfront promenades, and a multicultural food scene rooted in Afro-Caribbean, Dutch, and Latin influences. My only complaint: In most places, nothing can be flushed in the toilets. Nothing. Not even toilet paper. But, what are you going to do? Adapt. Overcome. Get over yourself!

Beachfront Bliss at the Curacao Marriott Beach Resort

Then we checked into the Curaçao Marriott Beach Resort:
🔗 https://www.marriott.com/en-us/hotels/curpb-curacao-marriott-beach-resort/overview/

Highlights:

  • a private white-sand beach
  • pools overlooking turquoise water
  • nightly live music
  • warm ocean temps and unbelievably clear water

As travel writers who’ve seen our fair share of beaches, let me say this plainly:
The water in Curaçao is unreal — warm as bathwater, clear as glass, and shimmering in every shade of blue imaginable.

We intended to rent a car and explore, but relaxing at the resort felt perfect.

Dinner at Kome: Caribbean Cuisine, Perfected

On our last night, we walked 30 minutes to Kome — and I’m so glad we didn’t skip it.
🔗 https://www.komecuracao.com/

I ordered the best chicken and waffles I’ve ever had. Yes, in the Caribbean. And yes, they were absolute perfection.

After dinner, we wandered along the waterfront admiring the Christmas decorations — Curaçao takes the holidays seriously, thanks to its Dutch roots. The city was glowing.

We will absolutely return to this island — next time to explore more of its caves, beaches, ostrich farm, and outdoor adventures.

What’s Next: A Quick Holiday Stop & Then… Africa and Southeast Asia

As I finish this up from 7 miles high, we’re flying back to Atlanta for two nights before heading to North Carolina to spend Christmas with family.

We’re not ready for freezing temperatures after 10 days of tropical weather, but we are ready for one last holiday season with family before our biggest adventure yet:

On January 6th, we leave the U.S. for five months.

First stop: Africa.
Then: Southeast Asia.
We’ll return in June for a family cruise.

2025 has been full. Emotional. Beautiful. Chaotic. Transformative.
And 2026 is shaping up to be the biggest chapter yet.

Thanks for coming along for the ride. 🌍
More stories soon — I promise not to wait so long this time.

From Snow to Songdal: The Final Chapter of Our Scandinavian Road Trip

Leaving Rokland, we didn’t expect to be greeted by snow — but about twenty minutes into our drive toward Trondheim, the rain turned to flurries, and soon the world outside was blanketed in white. The road, the trees, the rooftops of scattered farmhouses — all dusted with powder. It was beautiful and peaceful, like driving through a dream, though admittedly a little anxiety-inducing at times. Norway in snow is something else entirely — quiet, pristine, cinematic. We even spotted a family of reindeer grazing along the roadside, their silhouettes soft against the snow-covered grass. For a moment, it almost felt like Christmas. Somewhere along the drive, we crossed the Arctic Circle once more — a fitting farewell to the northernmost part of our journey.

As we continued south, the snow slowly melted away and was replaced by the familiar drizzle we’ve come to associate with Norway. The scenery remained jaw-dropping — the kind of beauty that forces you to stop mid-sentence just to take it all in. Trees in every imaginable shade of yellow and orange painted the hillsides, while snow-capped peaks shimmered in the distance. Waterfalls poured down cliffs like silver threads, and fjords cut dramatically into the land, mirroring the moody skies above. Casey and I made a game of spotting waterfalls — a game I’m proud to say I won. Some were massive, tumbling down the mountainsides in roaring cascades, while others were small, shy streams that trickled gently through the rocks. The endless scenery and our laughter-filled competition made the nine-hour drive to Trondheim feel far shorter than it should have.

Trondheim – Forever a Special Place

We arrived in Trondheim around dinner time and made our way to Trondheim Microbrewery, a cozy spot that smelled like hops, roasted pork, and pure contentment. The food was far from traditional Norwegian fare — I had pork quesadillas, Casey had pork wings, and we shared a plate of “dirty fries” smothered in chili con carne, cheese, and jalapeños. After weeks of gas station hot dogs and hotel snacks, this meal was pure joy.

The next morning, we explored the city on foot. Trondheim is one of Norway’s oldest and most charming cities — once the country’s capital and home to the stunning Nidaros Cathedral, the northernmost medieval cathedral in the world. The city sits gracefully on the Nidelva River, with colorful wooden warehouses lining its banks like a watercolor painting come to life. We helped a couple take photos by the bridge, then grabbed lunch at PaoPao Bao, where I had the Hot and Sour Ramen and Casey went for “Hell’s Ramen” (because he can’t resist a challenge). Both dishes were incredible, and the warmth was welcome after a chilly morning. Later, we stopped at a café for cappuccinos and cinnamon rolls — a small but glorious break from gas-station coffee.

That evening, we decided to do something we hadn’t done in months — go to the movies. We chose The Black Phone 2 and arrived early with our drinks and popcorn in hand… except, as it turned out, we were at the wrong theater. Not just the wrong screen — the wrong building entirely. With only 14 minutes until showtime, we sprinted through the streets of Trondheim, popcorn and sodas in hand, and miraculously arrived at the right place in just 13 minutes. We collapsed onto a comfy couch, ordered a bottle of wine, and laughed at the chaos. Sadly, the movie didn’t hold up. After 45 minutes, we decided to call it — our first time ever walking out of a film in 18 years together.

But the night was far from over. We stopped for a drink at a nearby bar where the death metal music nearly scared us back into the street, then ended up at a smaller club near our apartment. The crowd was thin at first, but a few drinks (and a few shots) later, we were befriended by a local celebrating his birthday — and before I knew it, I was up on stage singing Dancing Queen with him. I can’t say we were good, but I can say we were enthusiastic. We stumbled home around 2:30 a.m., laughing the entire way. The next morning, we were supposed to drive seven hours to Sogndal… but we couldn’t bring ourselves to leave. Instead, we extended our stay another day — sleeping in, cuddled up, reminiscing about our new Trondheim memories. This city has a way of getting under your skin, and we’ll never forget it. “Kos.”

🏔️ The Road to Sogndal: Heights, Fjords, and Heart-Stopping Beauty

When we did finally leave, the drive from Trondheim to Sogndal turned out to be one of the most stunning of the entire trip. We climbed to heights of over 1,300 meters, winding through narrow mountain roads with snow still dusting the peaks and valleys below. The sun dipped low between the mountains, casting a golden glow over the landscape as waterfalls poured from sheer cliffs and rivers shimmered like glass. Every turn revealed something new — a lake so still it looked frozen in time, a tiny red cabin perched impossibly high on a ridge, or a lone sheep blocking the road just long enough to remind us to slow down and take it all in.

Sogndal itself, tucked along the edge of the Sogndalsfjord, was small but peaceful. We grabbed pizza for dinner and started watching Baby Reindeer — only two episodes in and already deeply unsettled but intrigued. After just 14 hours in town, we hit the road again, this time for Karlstad, Sweden — but not before making a quick detour to Oslo Airport to drop off our luggage for safekeeping. We’d be flying out from there in a few days and couldn’t bear the thought of lugging all our bags back and forth.

🧳 3,500 Kilometers Later: A Road Well Traveled

The evening drive to Karlstad was uneventful — mostly darkness and rain — but when we arrived, the city felt warm and welcoming. We checked into our hotel, grabbed dinner, and took a short nighttime walk through the empty streets. The city center, with its mix of shops and restaurants, felt vibrant even after hours. I could see myself returning someday, maybe even staying awhile.

The next morning, Casey handled the car return while I enjoyed a rare morning to sleep in. After a quick bite, we headed to the train station — only to find that our train had a mechanical issue and was delayed 75 minutes. So, naturally, we did what any tired travelers would do: we found a pub across the street and had a few pints. Once onboard, we settled into our seats for the three-hour train to Oslo. It was quiet, scenic, and relaxing — exactly what we needed after driving over 3,500 kilometers across Sweden and Norway (about 3,000 of which I drove myself, by choice — for everyone’s safety).

When we arrived in Oslo, we took a short train to the airport and checked into the Radisson Red, conveniently located just 330 steps from the terminal (a fact proudly displayed every 20 steps of the way). We had dinner and drinks at the hotel and made plans to explore Oslo the next morning… except the weather had other plans. Rain poured down nonstop, so we decided to stay in, rest, and get ready for our early morning flight. Lunch was at Peppe’s Pizza — a beloved Norwegian chain, though ironically we didn’t order pizza. I had a chicken quesadilla, Casey had a chicken sandwich, and we learned later that ordering anything but pizza there is basically sacrilege. Still, it was a nice meal and a quiet way to end our Scandinavian adventure.

✈️ The Final Stop: Oslo Airport Adventures

Tomorrow morning, we fly home — 6:05 a.m. out of Oslo, connecting through Paris and JFK before finally landing in Charlotte. From there, it’s a whirlwind few months ahead: a Halloween party (or two), a stop at Universal’s new Epic Universe, a cruise departing from Miami, some much-needed downtime in Atlanta, a 10-day getaway to Curaçao, and finally the holidays in North Carolina. Then, on January 6th, the next chapter begins — Africa.

🖤 Reflections on Five Months Abroad

These last five months exploring nearly a dozen countries together have been nothing short of extraordinary. We’ve shared countless unforgettable moments, navigated the highs and lows of being together 24/7, made new friends, indulged in a few splurges, and most importantly — learned to live fully, intentionally, and without regret. Leaving behind our careers, our home, and the life we thought we were supposed to live has been the second-best decision we’ve ever made — the first was marrying each other.

Here’s to the roads that brought us here, the love that carried us through, and the adventures still waiting to be found.

With love,
Brandon & Casey

From Björnrike to the Arctic: Ice, Reindeer, and the Dancing Skies

Leaving Björnrike felt like leaving a postcard. The drive north to Luleå was one of the most beautiful stretches of road we’ve ever taken — winding highways flanked by mirror-still lakes, silvery rivers, and forests painted in fiery shades of orange, yellow, and red. Windmill farms dotted the landscape, their white blades cutting through the gray skies like gentle giants keeping watch. The further north we drove, the sparser the villages became, but the scenery only grew wilder and more dramatic.

Luleå: Lakeside Calm and Whippet Kisses

By the time we reached Luleå, the weather had taken a turn — gray, cold, and unrelentingly wet. Still, we weren’t about to let a little rain keep us inside. We laced up our boots and set out on a 6.5-mile walk through the city and its surrounding nature trails, winding around coastal paths, quiet neighborhoods, and the historic city center. Luleå, located on the shores of the Bay of Bothnia, is known for its impressive archipelago of over 1,300 islands and its UNESCO-listed Gammelstad Church Town, where centuries-old wooden cottages surround a medieval stone church.

The highlight of our walk, though, wasn’t the scenery — it was meeting a woman out walking her five whippets. She told us she raced them, and I instantly melted. As former parents to a greyhound (Hottie) and an Italian greyhound (Hardy), we have a soft spot for sighthounds. The youngest of the group, just six months old, jumped all over me and covered my face in kisses — a little piece of home in the middle of Sweden.

Over the course of three nights, the weather worsened, so we settled into our cozy cabin with take-away food and a Netflix binge — Monster: The Ed Gein Story followed by Monsters: The Menendez Brothers. Not exactly uplifting, but perfect for a few rainy nights in.

Gällivare and the Hike to Dundretleden

After our stay in Luleå, we were back on the road, heading toward Kiruna. Along the way, we stopped in the small mining town of Gällivare to hike the Dundretleden Trail, a six-mile loop through a sprawling nature reserve. The trail was peaceful and raw — thick forests opening up to panoramic views of distant mountains, with a few steep inclines that nearly left me breathless. We spent about two and a half hours there before continuing our Arctic adventure north.

The Road to Jukkasjärvi: Moose, Reindeer, and Magic

A few hours later, the landscape began to shift again — vast open fields, glistening lakes, and then, suddenly, our first moose sighting! A massive mother moose and her calf crossed a clearing just off the road. It was an unforgettable moment for me — as someone who loves all things wildlife, seeing these creatures up close in their natural habitat was pure magic.

Not long after, we spotted a herd of reindeer grazing by the roadside. In Sweden, reindeer are semi-domesticated and primarily herded by the Sami people, the Indigenous inhabitants of the region. For the Sami, reindeer are more than animals — they’re a way of life, providing food, clothing, and cultural identity for generations.

The Icehotel: A Frozen Work of Art

Finally, we arrived in Jukkasjärvi, home to the world-famous Icehotel — our much-anticipated bucket-list stop. Since our room wasn’t ready until 6 p.m., we took a self- guided tour of the facility. Simply put: WOW.

The Icehotel was first built in 1989, and every winter, it’s rebuilt anew from thousands of tons of ice harvested from the nearby Torne River. Artists from around the world submit designs, and each room becomes a one-of-a-kind work of art carved entirely from ice and snow. The ICEBAR’s theme this year is, “In Orbit”, and was created in collaboration with Swedish astronaut Christer Fuglesang. 

Suite 317: The Toybox

Our suite, #317 – The Toybox, felt straight out of a fairytale. Inside were sculpted ice blocks spelling “WELCOME,” playful penguins, fish, a tower of dice, a giant bunny keeping watch over our bed, and a rocket made entirely of ice. It was whimsical and nostalgic — physically cold, yes, but spiritually warm.

We planned our entire Nordic road trip around this stop, and it delivered in every possible way. That night, we dined at the Icehotel Restaurant — a meal to remember:

  • Toast Skagen – Hand-peeled shrimp, vendace roe, horseradish, and dill on homemade crispbread.
  • Reindeer Souvas – Caramelized onion, lingonberries, potato purée, and cream sauce.
  • Gem Lettuce Salad – Lightly cured rainbow trout, cherry tomatoes, pickled onions, radish, croutons, and Angelica dressing. (Casey’s app – no picture!)
  • Swedish Pluma (pork) – Parsley, lemon, green chili, and herb-roasted potatoes. (No picture of this either – Casey’s main dish).
  • DessertRhubarb, raspberry sorbet, and cookie crumbles.

It was our first time tasting reindeer, and it was surprisingly delicious — lean, rich, and only slightly gamey.

We slept in thermal layers, wool socks, and cozy sleeping bags atop reindeer hides.

From Ice to Warmth in Kiruna

By morning, we checked out of our “cold room” (the hotel recommends just one night — it’s kept at a steady –5°C, and no food or drink is allowed inside) and moved into a more traditional hotel room. We then explored Kiruna, which, interestingly, is in the midst of literally moving its entire city center several kilometers east due to the expansion of the world’s largest underground iron ore mine. New shops, hotels, and public buildings are rising everywhere — a fascinating blend of progress and preservation.

That night, we had Thai takeout and watched Love Is Blind — my guilty pleasure show.

Learning About the Sami

The next day, we visited the Sami Museum, where we learned about the Indigenous Sami culture, their traditions, and their relationship with the land and reindeer. Sadly, they were out of reindeer treats, so we couldn’t feed them — and trust me, those reindeer were not interested in making friends without snacks. Still, it was a meaningful experience to see them up close and understand the deep connection between the Sami and the Arctic wilderness.

Dinner that evening back at the Icehotel was a treat — smoked reindeer tartare, a perfectly grilled steak, and fresh vegetables including cabbage and shiitake mushrooms. The only thing missing? Clear skies. The northern lights stayed hidden behind a thick layer of clouds.

Tromsø: Rain, Regret, and Redemption

The next morning, we crossed the border into Norway on our way to Tromsø. The drive was stunning — the terrain shifted from Sweden’s flat forests to Norway’s dramatic fjords, glacier-carved valleys, and snow-tipped peaks that looked almost painted in watercolor.

And then… disaster struck.

Our diesel rental car started flashing a warning to refill AdBlue (a fluid used to reduce emissions). We ignored it, assuming it wasn’t urgent. Big mistake. About 15 minutes after stopping for snacks, the car completely shut down — in the middle of nowhere, with no safe place to pull over. Casey had to push it about 250 feet into a small grassy patch while I steered.

We tried everything: the rental company’s roadside assistance didn’t work, Mercedes refused to help without their authorization, and no local shops were open. Eventually, we called Norway’s national roadside assistance. They agreed to come — for $800. After nearly three hours stranded in the cold rain, a kind man arrived, filled our tank with AdBlue in less than three minutes, and sent us on our way. Expensive lesson learned.

We arrived in Tromsø nearly three hours later than planned — exhausted, drenched, but laughing at our own stupidity.

The Long-Awaited Northern Lights

Tromsø — often called the Gateway to the Arctic — is one of the world’s best places to see the northern lights. It sits at 69°N latitude, surrounded by fjords and mountains, and in winter, it’s cloaked in near-constant darkness. Unfortunately, our first few days were nothing but clouds and rain. I was crushed. Seeing the aurora was one of the main reasons we’d planned this trip.

We made the best of it — strolling through the quiet Sunday streets, exploring the harbor, grabbing lunch at a local burger joint, and enjoying pastries and coffee at a patisserie. We ended the afternoon at Ølhallen, Tromsø’s oldest pub, where a cider and a beer cost us a whopping $40. Delicious, yes — but ouch.

That night, Casey made spaghetti (budget dining!) while I obsessively checked the skies every 15 seconds. Just as we were getting ready for bed, I noticed something different — stars. The clouds were breaking. And then it happened: the sky began to dance.

For nearly two hours, streaks of green, purple, and white shimmered across the horizon. I ran between the balcony and the living room, snapping photos, texting friends, and holding back tears of joy. It was one of the most breathtaking experiences of my life — proof that sometimes patience really does pay off.

Farewell, Tromsø

Our final day was a quiet one. Casey wasn’t feeling well, and the rain had returned. We took a slow drive around the island, watched Love Is Blind (new episodes were released), and simply rested — grateful for the magic we’d witnessed the night before.

From Tromsø to Rokland

The drive south to Rokland was another feast for the eyes — endless tunnels cutting through mountains, bridges spanning deep fjords, and landscapes that shifted with every turn. Norway’s geography feels like a living painting: waterfalls, rivers, mossy cliffs, and mist-covered peaks that seem to touch the sky.

We’re only here for two nights, and though the rain continues, we’re making the best of it. Last night, the clouds briefly cleared, giving us one last glimpse of the aurora before disappearing again. Today, we’re taking a drive through town, enjoying the views from our cabin — a river to my left, mountains in front of me — while Casey files our $800 roadside claim (fingers crossed for that refund).

Next up: our journey through Trondheim and the road to Oslo — fjords, ferries, and a few unexpected surprises but running out of AdBlue will not be one of them!

Now that you’ve heard mine, what’s your most embarrassing road trip story?

Week One in Sweden: From City Lights to Dancing Skies

Our Scandinavian adventure began in Stockholm, Sweden’s stunning capital and a city that immediately captured my heart. Spread across 14 islands and connected by 57 bridges, Stockholm feels like something out of a dream — where medieval charm meets sleek modern design, surrounded by shimmering blue water in every direction.

Stockholm: The Capital of Cool

We spent three days in the city center, diving headfirst into everything this Nordic capital had to offer. On our first night, we stumbled upon an incredible Mexican restaurant (yes, in Sweden!) and enjoyed some of the best tacos we’ve had in months. The margaritas and mezcal cocktails didn’t disappoint either.

We ended up chatting for hours with two locals — a schoolteacher and a lawyer, both mothers — about everything from travel to education systems and social programs. Before long, Casey was being half-jokingly recruited to start a new career as a science teacher in Stockholm. These women made us feel so welcome, and it set the tone for what would become a truly magical first week.

Of all the cities we’ve explored so far, Stockholm might just be my favorite. The historic architecture, thriving food scene, incredible shopping, and the ever-present water surrounding the city create an atmosphere that’s simply enchanting.

Our second day was the perfect mix of city life and relaxation. We wandered through boutiques, lingered over a late brunch, enjoyed happy hour at our hotel, and ended the night cozied up with Thai takeout and Sunday Night Football (yes, even in Sweden, traditions must continue).

On our final day in the capital, we explored by foot and water taxi, making our way to the ABBA Museum. While Casey is the bigger fan, even I was blown away by how well done it was — interactive, immersive, and full of joy. You can sing along in recording booths, mix your own songs, and even perform virtually with holograms of ABBA themselves. It’s one of those places where you can’t help but smile.

That evening, we ventured to Gamla Stan (Old Town), one of the best-preserved medieval city centers in Europe. The cobblestone streets and multi-colored 17th-century buildings surrounding Stortorget Square look like something out of a fairytale. We grabbed some Asian street food, then crossed the square to a chic cocktail bar facing the Nobel Prize Museum. There, I had the best Espresso Martini of my life — so good, in fact, I snapped a photo of its menu listing (Kaffe Kuriosa).

Falun: Cozy Cabins and Dancing Lights

The next morning, we picked up our rental car and began the 3.5-hour drive to Falun, a picturesque town nestled among lakes and forests. After taking an accidental off-road detour (thanks, Google Maps), we arrived just before sunset at our cozy lakeside cabin — and it was breathtaking. Across the water sat a small island with a stately home perched perfectly at its center. The whole scene looked like a painting.

That night, after settling in and watching the sun dip behind the trees, Casey woke me around 5 a.m. with the words, “Get up — we can see the Northern Lights!” I threw on whatever clothes I could find and raced outside, heart pounding. Above us, the sky was alive. Through our camera lens, green and purple ribbons danced across the darkness. For nearly an hour, we stood in awe, snapping photos and whispering in disbelief. It was the number one thing I’d hoped to see on this Arctic road trip, and it happened on our very first night.

The next day, still buzzing from our Northern Lights experience, we set off on a peaceful hike through a nearby nature preserve. The trail led us through mossy pine forests filled with mushrooms and berries, and the crisp autumn air felt invigorating. Later, we explored the town of Falun, with its charming streets and laid-back vibe. We grabbed lunch at yet another Mexican restaurant (we have a theme going), then stopped by a local tea and chocolate boutique before returning to the cabin for a quiet evening in.

On our third day, we tackled the Bergsstigen Trail — an 11 km (7-mile) hike that took us through a mix of pine forests, spruce woods, and even a working farm. We climbed over 300 meters in elevation, rewarded with sweeping views of lakes, ski lifts, and tiny villages below. It was my longest hike yet, and my legs definitely felt it by the end, but the sense of accomplishment (and the scenery) made every step worth it.

Before leaving Falun, we visited the town’s famous copper mine, a UNESCO World Heritage Site. Once the largest copper mine in Europe, it played a huge role in Sweden’s economy and even helped fund the country’s military expansion in the 17th century. The mine’s distinctive red pigment, Falu Rödfärg, is still used today — it’s the reason so many houses across Sweden are painted that deep red color. Historically, the pigment protected wooden homes from harsh weather, and now it’s become a beloved national aesthetic.

Björnrike: Mountains, Waterfalls, and Cozy Chalets

From Falun, we made our way to Björnrike, about 3.5 hours northwest. The drive was spectacular — a tapestry of autumn colors, winding past lakes, farms, and dense pine forests. It reminded us of our honeymoon drive to Cape Cod, almost 12 years ago to the day.

Our chalet, located at the base of a ski lodge, was straight out of a Scandinavian design magazine — warm wood interiors, panoramic mountain views, and just the right amount of hygge.

The next morning, we set out for a 10 km (6-mile) hike in Vemdalsskalet, bundled in thermal layers against the wind. This trail offered a different kind of beauty — rockier terrain, open vistas, and striking views from the summit. Along the way, we passed through Fallmoran trap, a serene area featuring two small waterfalls and an old shieling (summer pasture) once used by shepherds centuries ago. It was wild, rugged, and wonderfully peaceful.

Today is our final full day in Björnrike, and as I write this, the wind is howling outside. A storm is rolling in from the west coast, and we’re staying bundled up indoors with tea and blankets — a much-needed rest before tomorrow’s 8-hour drive north to Luleå.

Reflections

Our first week in Sweden has been one for the books — from city cocktails and cultural discoveries to cozy cabins and celestial magic. This country has a way of balancing modern sophistication with untouched natural beauty, and I can already tell: this is just the beginning of an unforgettable adventure.

Budva: A Vibrant Mix of Relaxation and Thrills

Our time in Budva has been the perfect blend of relaxation and adventure. If Kotor feels like a quiet glass of wine at sunset, Budva is a champagne cocktail served with fireworks. The town is vibrant, lively, and full of energy. Clubs, restaurants, boutique hotels, and a seemingly endless stretch of beaches all hug the Adriatic coastline. There’s also plenty here for the thrill seekers—parasailing, cliff diving, water sports, and excursions into the rugged Dinarides.

Exploring the Old Town

Budva’s Old Town (Stari Grad) is perched on a small peninsula that juts into the sea, surrounded by medieval stone walls that seem to rise straight out of the Adriatic. While it resembles Kotor’s Old Town in its winding cobblestone alleys, charming squares, and stone architecture, the vibe here feels different—”newer”, more polished, and even better maintained inside the walls. That’s not to take anything away from Kotor’s ancient, UNESCO-listed beauty, but Budva’s Old Town feels alive in a different way.

The history here stretches back over 2,500 years, making Budva one of the oldest settlements on the Adriatic coast. Founded by the Greeks and fortified by the Romans, the Old Town has endured earthquakes, invasions, and centuries of transformation. Today, cafés spill into squares, boutiques hide behind heavy wooden doors, and bell towers peek above the walls. The sea laps right at its base, making the views from the ramparts unforgettable.

We visited three times—once for cocktails, once for dinner where we lingered for hours in a hidden courtyard (Casey finally got his Mexican dinner), and once for exploration and a lazy seaside lunch. Each time, the Old Town revealed a new layer of charm.

A Day at Dukley Beach Club

One afternoon we treated ourselves to Dukley Beach Club, and it felt like a little slice of Mediterranean heaven. Lounging under the sun with chilled cocktails in hand, we swam in the crystal-clear Adriatic, nibbled on fresh Mediterranean dishes, and watched parasailers drift across the horizon. Music played in the background, laughter echoed from the cabanas, and the day stretched out blissfully slow. It was everything a beach day should be.

The Road to White-Water Rafting

The day after our beach escape, we swapped cocktails for chaos and ventured into the Dinarides for a white-water rafting adventure on the Tara River. To get there, we hired a driver—an experience that turned out to be scarier (and far more entertaining) than the rafting itself.

We left at 6:30 in the morning and quickly realized our driver believed speed limits were a suggestion rather than law. On narrow, winding mountain roads, he hurled us around bends like he was auditioning for a Balkan Fast & Furious reboot. At one point, Casey and I were texting each other from the back seat, making jokes about how this story would end up in the blog. The texts provided much-needed comedic relief as our driver cursed every car in front of him, passed at impossible moments, and delivered death glares in multiple languages. By the time we stopped at Piva Lake, I was convinced we had cheated death.

But the view was worth it. Piva Lake is a man-made reservoir created in the 1970s with the construction of the Mratinje Dam. Surrounded by dramatic peaks and sitting at nearly 700 meters above sea level, its turquoise waters shimmer like glacial lakes in Iceland. It was breathtaking—calm and serene after the madness of our journey.

At basecamp, we were welcomed by the kindest host, who fed us a hearty breakfast of eggs, ham, cheese, and warm homemade bread. Over coffee, we chatted about her life in Serbia, her travels to America, and what it was like running a rafting company with her husband and sweet dog, Mila.

After suiting up, we hopped into a Land Rover Defender (Casey’s dream vehicle) and bounced our way up the canyon to the launch point. For four hours we rafted the Tara River—Europe’s deepest canyon and the second deepest in the world after the Grand Canyon. The canyon cuts a dramatic 82 kilometers through the mountains, reaching depths of 1,300 meters, with the river forming part of the natural border between Montenegro and Bosnia.

We hit 23 rapids, some smooth and some wild. Halfway through, Lucas, one of our fellow rafters, convinced me to climb 4 meters up the rocky wall and jump into the freezing water—an international leap from Montenegro to Bosnia. The shock of the icy current was exhilarating and something I’ll never forget.

After the rapids, we returned to camp for a meal of meat and potatoes—simple, hearty, and 100% locally raised. No imports here, and you could taste the difference. Tara Outdoor Adventure gave us an unforgettable day, and if you want to see a glimpse of it, click here for our video highlights: Tara Rafting Adventure.

Movie Nights in Budva

When we weren’t exploring or risking our lives in mountain drives, we relaxed with a lineup of movies. Here are my quick takes from a casual viewer’s perspective:

Weapons (2025)
Genre: Horror/Mystery
Starring: Julia Garner, Amy Madigan, Josh Brolin
Synopsis: A small town unravels after a series of bizarre murders tie back to a reclusive family and their eerie farmhouse.
My take: Weird and depressing but we liked it. Great acting, original story, and it deserves a sequel (especially about Aunt Gladys). 7.5/10

Life of Chuck (2025)
Genre: Sci-Fi/Fantasy
Starring: Tom Hiddleston, Mia Sara, Karen Gillan, Mark Hamill, Jacob Tremblay
Synopsis: Based on a Stephen King novella, the story is told in reverse, chronicling the life of Charles Krantz as the world slowly unravels.
My take: Deep, moving, and a reminder of life’s fleeting beauty. A little preachy at times but it stuck with me. 8/10

Nope (2022)
Genre: Horror/Sci-Fi
Starring: Daniel Kaluuya, Keke Palmer, Brandon Perea, Steven Yeun
Synopsis: Siblings discover a mysterious presence haunting their family ranch while they try to capture evidence of it.
My take: Nope. Hated it. By far my least favorite Jordan Peele film. 3/10

Talk to Me (2022)
Genre: Horror/Supernatural
Starring: Sophia Wilde, Zoe Terakes, Miranda Otto, Joe Bird, Alexandra Jensen
Synopsis: Teens discover they can communicate with spirits using an embalmed hand—until things go too far.
My take: Clumsy but entertaining. Not scary, but strong practical effects. 6/10

Dangerous Animals (2025)
Genre: Horror
Starring: Hassie Harrison, Jai Courtney, Josh Heuston, Ella Newton
Synopsis: A family vacation spirals into terror after they cross paths with a deranged killer in the wilderness.
My take: Original but uneven. Strong acting, weak CGI, lazy ending. 5/10

The Naked Gun (2025)
Genre: Comedy/Action
Starring: Liam Neeson, Pamela Anderson, Danny Huston
Synopsis: A reboot of the classic slapstick detective comedy, full of over-the-top gags.
My take: Not my style of comedy, but Liam Neeson did well. Pamela Anderson was fun to watch. 4/10

A Nice Indian Boy (2024)
Genre: Comedy/Romance
Starring: Naveen Gavaskar, Jonathan Groff, Sunita Mani, Megha Gavaskar
Synopsis: A modern rom-com about an Indian-American family navigating love, tradition, and an unexpected relationship.
My take: Cute and heartfelt but uneven. Loved the representation and Megha Gavaskar stole the show. 6/10

Night of the Reaper (2025)
Genre: Horror
Starring: Jessica Clement, Summer Howell, Ryan Robbins
Synopsis: A masked killer stalks a small town, leaving clues that reveal their identity.
My take: Interesting but predictable. Casey wants to rewatch for clues—I won’t be joining him. 5/10

What’s Next

We leave on Friday for Sweden, where the pace of travel will pick up again. The next four weeks will be a road trip through Sweden and Norway, filled with long drives, short stays, and—if nature cooperates—the Northern Lights. We’ll also be spending a night in an igloo hotel, something we’re both really looking forward to.

After the slow and relaxing five weeks in Montenegro, we’re ready for a change of pace. This will likely be my last blog post for a couple of weeks, but I’ll be sharing photos on Instagram in the meantime. Follow along at @BrandOnTheRunBlog for updates.

Budva has been thrilling, beautiful, and at times terrifying (thank you, Mr. Speed Racer driver). But most of all, it’s been memorable. And that’s all we can really ask for.

2025 Finale, 2026 Kickoff: Safari, Pyramids & Southeast Asia – Our 2026 Adventures are Set!

Before we look ahead, we still have some exciting travels left to wrap up 2025. Right now, we’re soaking up the Adriatic lifestyle in Montenegro until September 26th, when we’ll trade the coast for the crisp air of Scandinavia. From Stockholm, we’ll begin a 28-day road trip that takes us north through Sweden, stopping in charming towns and scenic landscapes on the way to Abisko—one of the best places in the world to see the Northern Lights. Along the way, we’ll also experience unique stays, including a night at an igloo hotel. After chasing the aurora, we’ll make our way south through Norway’s dramatic fjords, mountain passes, and historic cities, eventually arriving in Oslo. From there, we’ll fly back to North Carolina for a few days with family before heading to Miami for a birthday cruise with our brother. By the time we return, it’ll be time to slow down and celebrate the holidays—Thanksgiving in Georgia, Christmas in North Carolina, and a sunny escape to Curaçao in between.

A Safari in Kenya

On January 6th, we’ll fly from Atlanta to Nairobi, Kenya, where we’ll spend a few days exploring the city before heading deep into the heart of the Masai Mara. We’ll be staying five nights at an all-inclusive safari lodge perfectly positioned for game drives and wildlife viewing. The resort offers spacious tented suites with private decks overlooking the savannah, gourmet dining, and the comfort of modern amenities while still feeling fully immersed in nature. Each day we’ll set out on two game drives—one at sunrise and another in the late afternoon—giving us the chance to spot lions, elephants, giraffes, and perhaps even the elusive leopard. Evenings will bring campfire dinners under a sky filled with stars.

Wonders of Egypt

After Kenya, we’ll return to Nairobi and then make our way to Cairo, Egypt. We’ll spend a few days in the city before beginning our Wonders of Egypt tour on January 20th. This guided journey will take us through the highlights of ancient Egypt: standing in awe before the Pyramids of Giza and the Sphinx, cruising along the Nile, visiting Luxor and Karnak Temples, and exploring the Valley of the Kings. We’ll also see the Temple of Philae in Aswan and experience the vibrant energy of Cairo. It’s a trip filled with history, culture, and the kind of sights that have captivated travelers for centuries.

February – May: Southeast Asia

On February 1st, we’ll leave Cairo and head to Bangkok, Thailand, to begin several months in Southeast Asia. While we haven’t set an exact itinerary yet, our plans include exploring Thailand, Vietnam, Cambodia, and possibly other destinations in the region. From bustling cities to tranquil beaches, from ancient temples to vibrant street markets, this part of the journey will be more spontaneous—giving us time to truly soak in the culture and pace of the region.

June – A Family Celebration at Sea

In late May, we’ll return to North Carolina and, in June, join our family on a cruise to celebrate our aunt and uncle’s 50th wedding anniversary. It will be the perfect way to cap off the first half of the year—time with family after so many months of adventure abroad.

Looking Ahead

The first half of 2026 is already shaping up to be extraordinary. We’ll be checking off two of our biggest bucket list experiences—a safari in Africa and exploring the wonders of ancient Egypt—before diving into the diverse cultures of Southeast Asia. As for the second half of the year, those plans will unfold in the months ahead. One thing is certain: 2026 is going to be a year to remember. Be sure to subscribe to the blog so you can join us On The Run!