The humans — and one very important dog — behind every adventure.
Machu Picchu - done....next!
The research-obsessed planner who turns every trip into a masterclass.
Retired teacher, fully unleashed — which, it turns out, means she now has time to personally test every sleep aid, luggage brand, and packing cube on the market. Twice. There are spreadsheets. There are browser tabs that will never close. Dave has learned not to ask. She is equally at home in a first-class seat and at a plastic table next to a fish market — and has the outfit, the compression socks, and the noise-canceling headphones for both. Enjoying every minute of her 50s, mostly from 35,000 feet, optimally packed.
Stays for every sunset, says yes to every furry face, and walks into every new culture, city, and adventure like she already belongs there — because somehow, she always does.
Entrepreneur's heart, wine in hand, with a standing reservation at whatever looks good.
Dave's travel philosophy is simple: go somewhere great, eat something extraordinary, and figure out the rest on the way. The kind of traveler who finds the best hole-in-the-wall spot in any city — and also books the tasting menu. Equally happy on a golf course at dawn or around a long table that doesn't end until midnight. Powered by curiosity, good food, and the next adventure.
Spontaneous in spirit, well-fed in practice. Adventure first, itinerary optional.
He will absolutely say yes to one more course — whatever is on the table.
11-year-old Goldendoodle. Meghan Trainor wrote "Me Too" about a dog. This is that dog.
No itinerary required. Just a backseat, an orthopedic mattress topper, and a window cracked to exactly the right width. Favorite destinations: Park City and Bachelor's Gulch, in that order, every time. Has explored the Tetons, the Uintas, Captiva Island, Central Park, and Chicago — and has strong opinions about all of them.
Has a standing order and a running tab at the Ritz Bachelor's Gulch. He likes his water bowl with extra ice, shaken, not stirred. The staff knows his name. We're not asking questions — and neither should you.
Thirty years ago, Cris and Dave met in Ecuador — she at a women's rights organization, he teaching at a Pueblo Joven (Shanty Town) School. They've traveled the world ever since. And every trip delivers the same uncomfortable, irreplaceable lesson: step outside the resort gates — take the local bus, eat at the place with no English menu, stay long enough to actually meet someone — and the world stops being a backdrop. The privilege of moving freely through it, of choosing where to go and when to come home, is not lost on them. Neither is what you see when you finally pay attention.
This agency started for completely selfish reasons: better access, smarter trips, the ability to get into rooms that aren't on the booking sites. It grew when a handful of trusted friends asked to join. That influx turned a personal obsession into a real business — bonded, licensed, and insured — that generates real commissions. One thing worth saying clearly: we fund our own travel with our own money. Commissions offset the cost of running a legitimate agency — the bond, the licensing, the insurance. When that started producing a surplus, what to do with it wasn't a hard question.
The surplus funds scholarships for young people to do service work in the developing world — the next generation of wanderers, learning to pay it forward before they even know they will.
We find specific local organizations on the ground and fund them directly — on-site, face to face, no middleman. The best impact is the kind you can see.