I was buying some tea with my flatmates, and we ended up buying the flavours “wanderlust” and “adventure”. It’s like a bad habit, wherever I go I just can’t help but take the option that sounds like roaming around and having fun. Even if it is just a bunch of dried leaves given a silly name.

I love fudge, but for some reason it’s a food that I only eat while I’m travelling. On roadtrips as a kid, the family would always stop for a chunk of fudge in Clines Corners. The couple of times that I’ve been in Philadelphia’s Penn Station, the Ben and Jerry’s fudge stand satisfied my need for travel fudge. And this last weekend in Scotland, wandering down Edinburgh’s Royal Mile, we couldn’t resist ducking into a fudge shop and grabbing a slice.

I’m fairly convinced, that like beef jerky, fudge relies on tourists and travellers for it’s continued existence. Does anyone eat these these foods in their regular life? Are there others you can think of that fall into this category?

This is a bit of a personal post, but about an adventure so I think it’s fitting here. About a week ago I started what may be the biggest adventure of my life: my girlfriend Ilana moved across an ocean and into my flat in London. So from here forward you can probably assume that “we” in one of my posts refers to Ilana and I. And hopefully there will be many of these posts as we plan on having plenty of little adventures within the grand adventure of our life together.

These little notes from America’s Transportation Security Administration (TSA) show up in my hold baggage every time I fly back home from the states. I don’t get it. They put my bag though a giant X-ray machine (I see that part), but then once the bag is out of my sight they open it up and mess around with my packing job? I’ve never had anything go missing or break, but certainly scared me when a laptop nestled between clothes showed up at the top of the bag wide open for damage. If they are going to poke through my stuff, when can’t they do it with me there? The anonymity of having a stranger dig through my personal belongings is just so invasive. Does that make anyone feel safer?

Heathrow is the worst airport in the world according to a poll of airline lounge loving business travelers. This is then reported as people who fly all the time hate Heathrow. I think this is bull. Heathrow isn’t even the worst airport in London, that distinction clearly goes to Luton. It’s tiny and impossible to get to. But the folks who are flying on business likely aren’t using Luton, so they wouldn’t know.

Also, I’d wager that the folks that are paying up to £259 a year to use airport lounges aren’t super concerned with public transit access to the airport. With the tube and Heathrow express running to Heathrow, it is undoubtedly the most accessible airport in London. If you compare that to something like DC’s Dulles you realise just how nice we have it:

That’s a map of the 30 mile drive to Dulles. Or you can take a train and change to a bus. Any way you slice it, it’s a hard airport to. And once you’re there you have to deal the ridiculous security and the strange vehicles that drive you from the terminal to the gates.

So for us mere mortals that don’t have town cars that take us too and from the airport or a lounge to relax in before the flight, I’d say there are far worse airports than Heathrow. I’d put Luton near the top of that list. What’s your least favourite airport?