Travel hosts tend to come in different flavors, but most of them are curious, positive and charismatic. Everybody loves Michael Palin in his quirky British way and Megan McCormick is adorable even when she’s wading through a mosquito-infested swamp. But what about all those people who just don’t have the talent for it? Or all those people who honestly suck at being travel guides? Worst of all, imagine those who doesn’t even like traveling but have to do it anyway. Meet Karl Pilkington.
Alone in Kyoto
"I tried my best to sneak across the building, but the floor revealed me each time. I suppose I would make a lousy ninja."
Memories of Skye
"The countryside is charming and some places even have coffee."
Eating my way through Basque country
"Not too bad to wash it all down with a local Txakoli, the young white wine typical of the Basque country."
"The soundtrack of the day was Radioactivity by Kraftwerk, as we rolled into Chernobyl this morning."
Roaming in Valletta
"I passed the statue of Jean de Valette, the 49th Grand Master who laid the foundation stone to Valletta in 1566, to gaze at the golden interior of St. John’s Co-Cathedral, where he is buried in the crypt."
Roaming the cobblestones of Istanbul
"Inside the church there are still traces of rune inscriptions made during the Viking age by Varangians, an elite guard made up of Scandinavian immigrant warriors."