My name is Dylan, and I’m one of William Bell’s children, along with Megan and Brendan. I’m here to tell you the story of my Dad, from the perspective of his family, and I hope I can do them, and my father, justice.
I tend to travel the same way, wherever I go, and have developed well-worn travel patterns. Walking through cities, catching the vibe; museums and parks; street food. Most of this happens at an observational level: I watch, rather than do. So this time, I decided to jump into something more fully engaging: a 6-day motorcycle trip through northwest Vietnam.
It would just be just myself, and a guide. All travel logistics taken care of by him: package-tour convenience within a full, individual and personalized experience. There’s one big catch for me, though.
I’ve never ridden a motorcycle.
So far, we’ve travelled to four continents. So when an opportunity came to try a fifth, we jumped.
Chapter Two: St. Petersburg. Chili-Vodka, Russian Bluegrass, and the Land of Nyet.
First, a little backstory to explain why I came here, of all places.
I’m on tour right now through Northern Europe… my usual combination of work and play. Come join me on my adventures!