Eleven nights across Madeira, Lisbon, and the Douro Valley with fellow cliff enthusiasts, spent above the clouds, deep in verdant valleys, and visiting pastelerias.

36 hours in Amsterdam, walking along canals and learning all about tulips.

Nine nights in Seoul, eating, drinking, and exploring each of our own interests.

Nine nights in Maui and Oahu on a detour to learn to freedive, spent entirely in and around the ocean.

Seven nights in Oman, the Arabian desert, and the United Arab Emirates, after a break in Chicago for Pam and Andrew’s wedding.

Six nights in Hong Kong, remembering a bit of what it’s like to be home.

Nine nights in Cambodia and Vietnam navigating ancient ruins, karst landscapes, and the perils and rewards of street food.

Nine nights in Thailand, on the hunt for piping hot street food and perfectly buttery mangoes.

Eleven nights on an Indonesian pinisi schooner, spent in awe of the micro and macro—and everything in between—of ocean life.

Five nights in the Maldives, as Alice re-discovers her love for the ocean and watersports.

Six nights in the Altiplano, making our way between lagoons and volcanoes towards Salar de Uyuni, looking for what más vida means to us and others.

Five nights in Patagonia, marveling at electric-blue glacial lakes and hiking among the Paine Massif through long, golden days.

Eight nights at the end of the world, discovering a new sense of scale for the landscapes and wildlife around us.

Ten nights with our families, starting on the boardwalk of Copacabana and ending with a big, hazy, laughter-filled group hug.

A week sailing the islands of the Galapagos among volcanic cliffs, wildlife with a curious lack of self-preservation instinct, and fifteen new friends.

A week spent traveling to the other side of the world, the first of many.

A week-long road trip with James and Jesse through the mountainous countryside between Tokyo and Kyoto, wrapping up our time in Japan.

Eight nights in southwestern Japan, bouncing between Christmas markets and peace memorials, faraway ryokans and tiny pottery towns.

Having spent 30 days so far in Japan (and 40 days total), what does our time in Japan actually look like?

A week in Kansai, moving between what felt like different worlds in Kinosaki, Kyoto, and Osaka, and getting a taste of what kuidaore really means.