Spoiler alert. Francophiles beware. In this post we’ll be expressing our love/hate relationship with France. Don’t judge too harshly. It gets better towards the end. I can’t believe that it took me 27 years to finally step foot in France. ...
5 days to the wedding! As this auspicious day draws nigh it’s time to reflect on how we got here. I present to you, dear friends, a photographic history of Captain and Clark. Thank you all for joining us on ...
Does size matter? We’ve put this age-old question to the test lately. Tawny and I have spent our lives watching notable world landmarks on the big screen and wanting to go there. When we arrive however, it’s not always what ...
It’s no secret that the single most important thing in Tawny and my life is coffee. That might be an exaggeration, but I’m unwilling to discuss it until after my Starbucks run. A lot of people ask us if we’ve ...
It’s hard to believe that four months ago we were exploring all that London, Paris, Vienna, Venice, and Rome had to offer. Sometimes it feels like a dream. I often find myself missing the cleanliness and ease of riding the ...
Deep underneath the storefront windows and busy Parisian streets lies endless tunnels. Some of these tunnels are empty, some filled with graffiti art, and others are piled high with human bones. It’s no secret that these tunnels exist, but not ...
Paris was the second stop on our whirlwind GowithOh European tour. Paris has been revered as the city of light, love, and pain au chocolats. It’s also surprisingly dirty, but we’ll get to that in another post. Copious amounts of ...
When Chris and I first started blogging it was to encourage and inspire our friends and peers to get out and explore our beautiful world. We strive to keep the wonder and excitement from our travels in all of our ...
With Valentine’s day upon us we wanted to write a post that would inspire love and affection. After trying and failing multiple times, we decided to leave it in the hands of our fellow colleagues and bloggers. We asked some ...
Now is the age of the timeshare. Some inescapable facts have ensnared me in the last few days. Tawny and I are getting married, and we are no longer hostel booking wild animals. I know, it’s hard to swallow. It ...
