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What’s Africa’s tallest mountain? You’ve probably asked yourself that. Or scrolled past a photo of snow on a tropical peak and thought (wait,) that’s in

I hate packing at 2 a.m. the night before a trip. You do too. This is not another list of vague travel tips that sound good but fail at the airport.

I hate travel planning. It’s exhausting. You stare at screens for hours. You second-guess every decision.

I’ve spent years digging through old temples, reading cracked clay tablets, and talking to archaeologists who’ve brushed dust off gods’ names.

I hate trip planning. You do too. It’s not the dreaming part. It’s the spreadsheets, the price comparisons, the “is this hotel actually near the train

I’ve stood in front of French train station boards more times than I care to admit. Trying to pick just one place feels like choosing a favorite child.

I hate scrolling through fifty beach resorts just to find one that doesn’t suck. You do too. That’s why I wrote this.

I’ve planned trips to India for people who hate planning. You want to see the temples. You want to taste the food.

I hate travel stress. You do too. That moment when you’re at the airport and realize you forgot your charger.

I hate travel planning. Not the part where you’re sipping coffee in a sunlit café overseas.