Hi! I’m Tim. I started this blog to share my passion for travel.

How does someone catch the travel bug? Maybe it’s genetic. My dad would have thrived in today’s world of full-time travel influencers. But that wasn’t an option back then—especially with five kids and a full-time job! Still, he had an undeniable love for travel. Whenever I’m somewhere breathtaking, I immediately think of him. He was the kind of person who would go anywhere and do anything. If he spotted a scenic but precarious lookout, he’d hike up without hesitation, no matter how steep or risky. And once he found the perfect view, he’d sit there for what seemed like an eternity, just soaking it all in.

When I was a kid, he bought an old, beat-up camper. He drove it home with the door flapping open because it wouldn’t stay shut. My sister and I hid in the back seat, mortified that our neighbors might see us rolling into the driveway with that wreck. But then he fixed it up (yep, we had a vintage camper before they were cool). And with that camper, we embarked on our first big adventure: a four-week road trip through the American West. We hit all the classics—Yellowstone, Mt. Rushmore, Pikes Peak, the Four Corners, and even Las Vegas. I remember it like it was yesterday.

After my dad retired, his love for travel took him on a new path: cruising. My mom, more of a homebody, was not as thrilled, but she humored him, and off they went. Like me, my dad was happiest on the road. He valued a stunning sunset more than a bigger house, and he’d choose a new destination over a new car any day. That’s where I got this deep desire to explore—it’s the best gift he ever gave me.