When writing my CrosbyReports, the destinations themselves are of little importance. In fact, to be perfectly honest, they’re 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 travel destinations like Lisbon, the Sahara, or Tahiti, you’ll be sorely disappointed. My apologies.
Is that the Atlantic Ocean? 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!
The Belém District is about as far away as you can go without leaving Lisbon.
Do you long for the old San Francisco? Well, friend, let me tell you about Lisbon, Portugal.
Let me tell you about Mount Tamalpais State Park in Marin County, California.
If you like temples, tea gardens, and time-travel, you’ll love Kyoto, Japan.
If you’re headed to Tokyo, Japan, you’ll need help surviving in the world’s most monster-prone battleground.
Ithaca puts two bastions of radical, anti-establishment, and progressive thought on Cayuga Lake, the middle finger of the Finger Lakes.
Few other travel destinations offer tourists as many different and dangerous ways to painfully die.
Oaxaca, Mexico is a full eight-hour drive from the nearest coast. What the hell, right?