When this post goes live, I will be somewhere in the air on the way to Istanbul. At least I hope to be. If the Bells get on the wrong airplane like this couple, we could end up on the wrong continent. We have about […]
I remember checking into a hostel in Copenhagen in 2001 and thinking I might have accidentally checked into a homeless shelter.
Before I got married, I used to stay in the cheapest dorms possible. Cleanliness, safety, and character took a backseat to price.
I am a budget traveler, a backpacker. I can be described as cheap, but I prefer the term frugal.