The co-host, name of Justin, is almost too irritating to allow you to enjoy this show. In between great shots of foreign vistas and ancient architecture, there is Justin the alcoholic looking extremely drunk and spouting off useless nonsense. I don't know if he's just trying to numb himself to that piercing on Scott's eyebrow or what, but he must be drunk at least 80% of the time he's on camera, regardless of location or time of day.
His pathetic attempts at the English language leave a lot to be desired in terms of diction and just general grammatical structure, on top of his wardrobe not offering much beyond a few t-shirts it looks like he dug up from when his Mom brought him to West 49 in the 10th grade.
I'm surprised Justin survived the year trekking through the occasional remote wasteland without mysteriously disappearing. They spent a lot of time on the edge of cliffs, as well as in the middle of deserts. Locations which put Scott, the other co-host, in a unique position to do away with Justin.
I recommend watching this show if only to gain appreciation for, and admire, the most patient man alive today, Scott Wilson. Their cameraman Andre Dupuis demonstrated great restraint too I guess.
His pathetic attempts at the English language leave a lot to be desired in terms of diction and just general grammatical structure, on top of his wardrobe not offering much beyond a few t-shirts it looks like he dug up from when his Mom brought him to West 49 in the 10th grade.
I'm surprised Justin survived the year trekking through the occasional remote wasteland without mysteriously disappearing. They spent a lot of time on the edge of cliffs, as well as in the middle of deserts. Locations which put Scott, the other co-host, in a unique position to do away with Justin.
I recommend watching this show if only to gain appreciation for, and admire, the most patient man alive today, Scott Wilson. Their cameraman Andre Dupuis demonstrated great restraint too I guess.