I wonder if he still has a career...

I'm working my way through Chuck Thompson's Smile When You're Lying, a wonderful and funny evisceration of the props and trickery of travel writing by a well-established travel writer. Here are two excerpts:

"... but I'd endured worse during all those Presidential Fitness Awards I'd narrowly missed in junior high. You want to kill a kid's self-esteem, throw some fucking compulsory pull-ups at him and deny him a medal, three years running ..."

"...Travel writers are a lot like recovering alcoholics. All they can talk about is their own trip, and it almost always boils down to the same story..."