I felt both intensely violated and intensely cruel. For the first time, it hit me that although we had wandered into this pervert's Mecca as ironically detached tourists, this man was a permanent fixture here; it was his home.
The van is parked in front of strip clubs, cul-de-sacs, and in alleyways—two bands face off until a champion emerges or the cops break it up. Or until the game dissolves into a drunken roman candle fight.
Leipzig's Wave-Gotik-Treffen festival attracts about 20,000 steampunks and metalheads every year. In 2014, the guest list included people with demon wings carved into their backs, and Viking guys who like to drink beer out of hollowed-out tusks.
Kurt Braunohler is the closest thing we have to a real life Willy Wonka, a whimsical eccentric who uses his resources to better the day of the average citizen in the most ridiculous way possible. In this case, he jet-skied down the Mississippi for charity…
In 2002 Pattaya, Thailand invited foreigners to assist them, at first for translation and as an informal tourist information service, but its scope has since been widened to include real law enforcement.
When you combine conspiracy theories and dodgy legal advice you get the Scottish Sovereigns, a group that's is convinced that you can ignore most laws if you don't go by the name on your ID. Or something. It's pretty confusing.
Being a landlord in San Francisco is like being a coke dealer in the 80s. People are basically throwing money at you for doing nothing. It's like finding a cauldron of gold doubloons buried in your backyard. It's pretty sweet.
A big part of being wealthy in China is showing off that wealth—which means buying 50 bottles of $500 champagne at once, paying for seats in a VIP area that is lifted above the rest of the club's patrons, and having the flashiest car money can buy.
Athens is one of the oldest cities on Earth, and right now also one of its strangest and most confused. Being a Greek has sucked for the last few years, so why would you want an authentic experience? This is how to have fun.
The Swedish capital is exorbitantly expensive, a thing called a "dance permit" exists, and we don't go hard by, say, Berlin standards. But Stockholm is also beautiful, friendly, and full of some of the most insanely hot Anchorpeople on the planet.
The Czech capital is beautiful, steeped in history, gay-friendly, and relaxed about drugs. It's basically the perfect city, or at least it would be if it hadn't been discovered and overrun by packs of bros and bachelorette parties.
Most of you think that Vienna is for old people, because we invented Mozart instead of hip-hop. Well, according to my mother Mozart's better, and Vienna is a great party town, so you should come and hang out.