Twenty years. Over three million miles. Five continents, more time zones than I can keep straight, and enough nights in hotel beds that aren't mine to have stopped finding any of it glamorous.
I'm a corporate traveller — a professional whose job has put me in seat 3A, the airport lounge, and the late check-in line most weeks for two decades. I didn't choose the destinations; a calendar invite did. Somewhere over the Pacific, on a flight I didn't book for fun, I started writing it all down.
This is the result. And it runs on three rules:
Unbiased. I owe nobody a kind word. No brand gets a pass, no “iconic” hotel gets graded on reputation, no airline gets points for a nice ad. I tell you what the experience was actually like — the good, the overpriced, and the quietly excellent.
Unpaid. Nobody sponsors this. Nobody comps me. There's no affiliate link, no media rate, no free upgrade in exchange for a soft review. I pay what you'd pay, and that's exactly why I can be honest about whether it was worth it.
Written by someone who's actually been there. Three million miles teaches you to spot the difference between marketing and reality fast. I review the seats, rooms, food, and tech a working professional genuinely uses — not a sponsor's fantasy suite, and not a press trip.
No ring light. No “link in bio.” No breathless thread about how a hotel “completely changed me.” Just one over-travelled professional telling you the truth.
What you'll find: flights worth the fare and the ones that weren't, hotels judged on whether the Wi-Fi and the shower actually work, food worth skipping room service for, and the tech I drag through security so a 13-hour flight doesn't feel like 13 hours.
No name. No face. No brand to protect. Just the carry-on, and twenty years of knowing what's in it.
Welcome aboard. Mind the gap between the hype and the reality.