About Us

Eric Beuning on a Death Valley day trip from Las Vegas.

My name is Eric, and I guess I’m what you could call a born-again travel writer. Back in the days when Tony Bourdain was inspiring people to take pictures of their lunch, I was grinding as a freelance travel writer for a wide range of magazines. You’ve probably read my work before, just ghostwritten with some other guy’s name on it.

When my daughter was born, I got off the road. I Embraced being an active dad with open arms and fell back on my marketing degree.

For over a decade I worked as a freelance writer, journalist, and promotional product tester. As you're reading this, you probably have solutions for modern living in your home that I helped promote. It was a living, but it wasn’t much of a life.

In the final few days of my father’s life, we had a lot of heart-to-heart talks. When he accepted that he was dying, he started shooting out nuggets of wisdom and last wishes like a Pez dispenser.

He told me, “Take your daughter all the places I took you and go a little further.” He also said, “The world is a beautiful place, and you’ve always been up for the adventure. Use that gift for gab God gave you and go live.”

He died. Then Alzheimer’s took my mom. It was just me, my daughter, and a promise rattling around in my head.

So, I hit the road again, this time with her by my side, retracing my father’s footsteps and then wandering beyond them. At first, it was personal. I guess I was just trying to make sense of loss through movement.

Then along the way, I started dating a woman who loved to travel, and old friends from the travel writing world came out of the woodwork. Writers, editors, photographers, some of the best in the business, still ghosting in the background, offering to pitch in, if I was the face of the company.

One night in Vegas, as my lady slept I was watching a Rocky movie, and I heard Stallone say “If I can go that distance, you see, and that bell rings and I'm still standing, I'm gonna know for the first time in my life, that I wasn't just another bum from the neighborhood."

I stared out the towering window at that great big city of throbbing light and decided it was time to put purpose behind what I was doing. So, I sat down in the wee hours of the night and hammered out my first blog post.

That’s how Aesthetic Voyager was born.

Now I want you to understand that isn’t a sales funnel dressed up as a travel blog. Yes we do some affiliate marketing, and product promotions. But they’re things that either I or one of my silent partners have done, used, tasted, experienced, or believe in.

 I’m not here to sell you some airbrushed lifestyle or pretend I’ve cracked the code of perfect travel. I’m just a guy with a half-century of stories, travel notes, and one heck of a support team, all of us trying to give you something real. Something useful.

With Aesthetic Voyager, we’re not trying to become your ultimate travel cruise director. We’re just trying to give you what we think are the tools to be able to experience the beauty the world has to offer as a traveler and a tourist.