To be clear, the CrosbyReport isn’t a “travel blog.” Just Google that phrase and you’ll get 3.6 billion results. So, clearly, the world’s unemployed English Lit majors and failed romance novelists already have the whole “hostel-hopping through Europe” thing pretty well covered.
The CrosbyReport is a humor blog—about travel.
Why travel? Frankly, the hardest part of writing is coming up with stuff to write about. And few other activities forcibly inject you into the lives of strangers who speak a different language, have different customs, and really don’t want you around. Besides an open-mic standup set at a Chinatown laundromat, I mean.
The CrosbyReport won’t bore you with thoughtful or articulate writing.
If you want to learn about other people and places, there are 3.6 billion travel writers covering that turf. But if you just want to kill time, my uniquely ill-informed and wholly unsolicited perspectives on the world’s top travel destinations can easily murder a good couple of hours.
Your amusement is all but guaranteed.*
Look, if you don’t find my newsletters and travel reports at least mildly amusing, let me know on Mastodon, Pixelfed, Tumblr, LinkedIn,
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