Category: Reviews

I once found myself hobbling through the cobblestone streets of Prague, each step a wretched reminder of my ill-advised footwear choice. My feet were wrapped in what I can only describe as medieval torture devices masquerading as travel shoes. The promise of comfort had been as hollow as a politician’s campaign speech. It was then […]

Strolling through the gear section of a camping store is my personal hell. It’s like being stuck in a never-ending election campaign, with Patagonia and The North Face as the two candidates vying for my vote. Each jacket whispers promises of warmth and adventure, but I’m no fool—I’ve been betrayed by zippers and seams before. […]

I once found myself at an airport baggage claim, watching the carousel spew out a parade of identical, tattered suitcases. Among them, an ostentatious silver Rimowa stood out like a peacock in a field of pigeons. It was pristine, gleaming with an arrogance that only money can buy. And there I was, clutching my duct-taped […]

You know, I once believed I was above the chaos of travel. I packed like a minimalist monk, convinced I could fit my life into a single carry-on. Then, on a particularly hellish morning at JFK, my suitcase burst open like a bad piñata, scattering my belongings—and dignity—across the terminal floor. Enter packing cubes. These […]

I once found myself tangled in the straps of a Peak Design travel backpack, wrestling with its modular compartments like a sleep-deprived contestant on some reality show. The scene was comical, a traveler’s farce under the harsh glare of airport fluorescents. But there I was, a so-called seasoned journalist, bested by a bag that promised […]

I’ll admit it. I once thought buying a suitcase could be as transformative as a self-help book. Enter Away Luggage, with its promises of turning every travel nightmare into a dream. So, like any gullible traveler seduced by the siren call of sleek marketing, I took the plunge. I imagined myself effortlessly gliding through airport […]

I once believed I could cram my entire existence into a 40-liter backpack and call it freedom. The Osprey Farpoint 40 was my chosen accomplice, a deceptively compact vessel for my grand, yet naive, vision of minimalist travel. But let’s be honest—it’s still a 40-liter bag. You can only fit so much optimism and clean […]