Dawn at Franz Joseph Glacier. As daylight seeps into the sky I lie awake listening to the wind rattle the flax bushes growing outside my room. Through the window I can see a placid moon hanging low on the western horizon; a few of the brightest stars linger as the day is born on the West Coast of New Zealand's South Island.
Marina Kuperman shares some why-I-can't-do-an-rtw scenarios we've heard, as well as several profiles of travelers who do just what they dream. She even suggests some ways you can make money on the road.