Usually our trips are very active. We’re not museum or cathedral people. Travel is more memorable when we do slightly offbeat things: a
mokoro ride in
Botswana or a trek over a deserted peak in
Iceland. In
Vietnam over winter break last year, we did a food tour in Saigon by motorcycle sidecar. We watched the sights go by while everyone watched us. We felt like quite a spectacle.
One thing I bring on every trip are these ugly waterproof pants I bought on Amazon for $25. They don’t breathe, and they have a hideous elastic-drawstring waistband. Everyone in the family makes fun of me, but the second it rains in
New Zealand or
Alaska, I pop those puppies on and I’m ready to keep going.
We have this conversation a lot: What was the best trip ever? Everyone agrees
Belize was unbeatable – three perfect days in the jungle and three more on the coast. Lenox loved staying at Mukul in Nicaragua. Avery would say anything in
Africa. He loved it so much that next summer, he’s going to the border of
South Africa and Botswana to train to be a safari guide.