When writing my CrosbyReports, the Travel Destinations are of no importance and are, to be perfectly honest, almost beside the point. They’re nothing more than a subject or topic around which to make stupid jokes. So if you’re expecting to learn something useful about destinations like Lisbon, the Sahara, or Tahiti, you will be sorely disappointed. My apologies.
Like ancient Atlantis, this once-flourishing metropolis vanished suddenly without a trace. Or did it?
Naples Italy is a vibrant city that’s veritably overflowing with restaurants, shopping, gelato, and shipping containers.
It only took a global pandemic for me to catch up on my backlog of writing.
While Morocco was still allowing flights out for the time being, our window for escape was closing fast.
It’s yet another reason why I hate Crosby, Stills & Nash.
Morocco’s local mountain range is nothing to sneeze at.
We go glamping on the last exit for civilization.
A city in northwestern Morocco that’s noted for blue paint shortages.
Is that the Atlantic Ocean back there? Or the Mediterranean Sea? Surprise, it’s both!
The dress code here is basically, “Just wear pants.”
Experience Europe in its most concentrated form.
Ask about our “Exiled Royal Family” discount—heirs to the throne eat free!