This is Tom. He once challenged Big Foot to an arm wrestle and won. On a forfeiture. He set up a tech company at 18, visited his first Aman at 25, wrote his first blog article at 28 and three quarters and started talking as a pirate non-stop at 30. His idols are Gordon Gekko, Lord Voldemort and you. He is also easily confused by first and third-person perspectives.
This blog covers my travels around the world, all paid for by myself from money that I regrettably did not inherit, but made through my software company. One day I’ll bore my daughter about it, so will save you the trouble. Lucie, my wife, travels with me and, yes, she did threaten me to write this to ensure everyone knows it. Since 2021 our two daughters have decided they would like to join us too – although this is mostly a legal thing, as they’re not quite three years old and can’t reject us quite yet.
I started this blog in 2015 because I am a millennial and it is my legal right to have a blog and believe everyone wants to hear my opinion. In 2017, having spent enough on holidays to make any number of Daily Mail columnists deeply angry, I decided that this travel malarky was here to stay, so founded a luxury travel company with my wife.
All photos are mine, even the rubbish ones. All words are mine, especially the rubbish ones.
“I’m not sure why you keep asking me to read this rubbish” – Tom’s mum
“You absolute moron” – Tom’s imaginary friend
“Cease and desist writing this filth with immediate effect” – A real friend