humor

Between language barriers, culture wars, and strange people at the airport, your trip is bound to be rife with laughter.

Vacation Snafu
After my mom had an accident in her home in New York, my husband and I decided that she could no longer live alone. She was almost 91-years old, and legally blinded with severe, age-related, macular degeneration.
By Margaret Brennan4 years ago in Wander
Did I Forget To Read The Fine Print in Eat, Pray, Love?
Reading, my favorite hobby.I think the secret message is, JUMP See what happens, but let's see what Liz Gilbert has to say about this.
By sara burdick4 years ago in Wander
4 Strange Things About The Netherlands That I Have Yet To Grasp
Three years living in The Netherlands taught me to get used to the Dutch directness, not buying an umbrella because that's throwing your money out the window, and having to buy a kid's bike since the Dutch are ridiculously tall.
By Chau Trieu4 years ago in Wander
Trailer Trash. Top Story - June 2022.
When I tell people “I am a full-time RVer,” almost 95% of the time I get a quick eyebrow raise and some praise. A lot of them will say, “Wow! I wish I could do that” or “I bet that is a cool lifestyle.” Overall, I receive many supporters. However, that 5% erks the $h!t out of me and have equated me to being “Trailer Trash.”
By Crystal A. Wolfe4 years ago in Wander
Yah Boo Sucks to the Walking Group Part I of III
Bolton's Bench in the New Forest Before I crack on about discrimination I must fulfill my duty to explain a little bit about Bolton's Bench.
By Alan Russell5 years ago in Wander
Speak English Please!
Even as a young boy, the idea of traveling the globe, meeting different people, and exploring unknown places fascinated me. As I got older, I crisscrossed the U.S. and Canada, taking in all each country offered. My wandering spirit was insatiable. Europe was next.
By Mark Gagnon5 years ago in Wander
Moose in Wonderland
For the trepid subway visitor, there are countless guides designed to keep you on track. They will help you purchase the right MetroCard, board the right train, and successfully reach your destination. But I’m a moose in disguise. For a wandering moose such as myself, successfully reaching my destination is a bonus. As my fellow moose Alice knows, going underground can be its own adventure.
By Natasha Couoh5 years ago in Wander
Parasocial
I looked out at the water in Liverpool feeling a bit uncertain. I’m not sure why, but I was generally uncomfortable despite starting a vacation I had been looking forward to for months. I decided to take in the warm, summer air on this beautiful night while the ferry left the dock on its 10 hour journey to the Isle of Man. Looking around the ferry as it departed, there wasn’t another person in sight. I found a nice spot and happened to see a barn owl, of all things, perched next to me. We briefly made eye contact. He ruffled his feathers. “Tu-whoo, tu-whoo,” he said, a little judgingly if you ask me.
By Jennifer Thomas5 years ago in Wander
Introducing TwentySomething
I have no idea what I'm doing. And everyone tells me that's okay I'm twenty something, I'm not supposed to have it all figured out, just have fun! Have fun. Yes, lets have fun in a failing economy and society where I can't afford to rent a crappy studio apartment. The oceans are dying, the Covid plague has literally stopped and reshaped the world. I have not the slightest idea what I want to do with my life and even if I did I can't afford it having lived below the poverty line my whole life. Not to be a Debbie downer but how can I have fun? Why can't someone just give me useful, practical advise?
By Taylor Allen King5 years ago in Wander
Part 0.4 The Pub of Eden
Our journey continues after leaving the restaurant. I desperately wanted to make it to the border by nightfall. Still, exhaustion and daylight were getting the better of me. It was a good 700 kilometres to the border, and I left the restaurant around 2 pm. Having plenty of time to make the 6.5-hour journey, I was a little concerned. The thrill of the trip was the only thing keeping me awake until 5 pm. Which was pretty good considering I had been awake for over 24 hours at this point. The pain in my forehead was…bearable, and I was pushing along.
By Jake Rice5 years ago in Wander
The Rejected Bond Themes
“Oooooooooooooooooh. Flew in from Valencia Beach, budget airline, didn’t get much sleep last night,” (on account of the flight being at 7.40 in the morning).
By Alex Markham5 years ago in Wander
Part 0.3 My First Adventure
Our adventure continues upon completion of the project. I always hated watching the sun come up in the morning when you finish a night shift. It’s like the final nail in the coffin when you know you’re not sleeping that night. You see, it’s not as simple as just going to bed and sleeping. Your body clock is shot to pieces, AND it’s daytime. The best I’ve ever slept after a night shift is 6 hours. It’s 6 am, and I’ve worked for 12 hours already. Usually, it’s four or five. There was not going to be any sleep today. That’s for sure.
By Jake Rice5 years ago in Wander