overestimate
one's potential free time...
...and consequently over-pack.
In travel, as in most of life,
less is invariably more.
And most importantly, never take
along anything on your journey...
...so valuable or dear...
...that its loss would devastate you.
- Sir, would you like a snack?
- Just some peanuts.
I'm sorry I'm so fat.
Name's Lucas Loomis.
Macon Leary.
You a Baltimore man?
- Yes.
- Me too.
Greatest city on the Earth.
One of these seats
is not really enough for me.
The stupid thing is,
I travel for a living.
I demonstrate software
to computer stores.
What do you do, Mr. Leary?
I write travel guidebooks.
Is that so? What kind?
Well, guides for businessmen...
...people just like you, I guess.
Accidental Tourist.
- Why, yes.
- Really? Am I right?
Well, what do you know?
Look at this:
Gray suit. Just what you recommend.
Appropriate for all occasions.
See my luggage?
Carryon. Change of underwear, clean shirt,
packet of detergent powder.
- Oh, good.
- You're my hero.
You've improved my trips 100 percent.
I tell my wife, "Going with the Accidental
Tourist is like going in a cocoon."
Well, this is very nice to hear.
Times I've flown clear to Oregon
and hardly knew I left Baltimore.
Excellent.
I see you have your book
for protection there.
Didn't work with me, though, did it?
Edward, how you doing, boy?
- Hello, Sarah.
- Hello, Macon.
- You made good time from the airport.
- We landed early...
...even with the storm.
- I made you some tea.
- Well, that's very nice of you, Sarah.
So how was Atlanta?
About the same.
Peachtree Road, Peachtree Center,
Peachtree Fire Hydrant.
Come on. Come on, Edward.
Hello, Edward.
He's a boy.
How's your ears?
Okay.
I think he still expects Ethan
to come home, even after a year.
Macon?
Macon.
You know I love you.
But I can't live with you anymore.
What?
What did you say?
I want a divorce, Macon.
I rented an apartment downtown.
Honey, listen, it's been a hard year.
We've had a hard time.
People who lose a child
often feel this way.
It puts a terrible strain
on a marriage...
...but it doesn't have to tear us apart.
Listen, I've been thinking...
...have you considered
having another baby?
- Oh, Macon.
- I know we can't replace Ethan, but...
No, I'm sorry. It would never work.
All right, forget that.
It was a crazy idea, right?
Crazy notion, but...
All I'm saying is, we can start over.
Macon, ever since Ethan died, I've had
to admit that people are basically bad.
Evil, Macon.
They're so evil they'd take
our 12-year-old boy...
...and shoot him through the skull
for no reason.
There have been times
I haven't been sure l...
Haven't been sure I could live
in this kind of world anymore.
It's true what you say
about human beings.
I'm not trying to argue.
Tell me, Sarah, why would
that cause you to leave me?
Because I knew you wouldn't
try and argue.
You believed all along they were evil.
This whole past year I've felt myself
withdrawing from people...
...just like you do, Macon.
I've felt myself becoming a Leary.
Well, there are worse disasters
than that, I guess.
Not for me.
Macon, I know you loved Ethan.
And I know you mourn him,
but there's something so...
What do you call it?
Muffled about the way
you experience things.
It's like you're trying to slip
through life unchanged.
Sarah, I'm not muffled.
I endure. I'm holding steady.
I know you think that,
but I think you're fooling yourself.
It's not by chance you write books telling
people how to make trips without a jolt...
...so they can travel to wonderful, exotic
places and never be touched by them.
Never feel they've left home.
That traveling armchair isn't
just your logo. It's you.
No, it's not. It's not.
When Ethan was in this house with us,
we were all right.
If there was a distance between us,
it didn't matter. We had Ethan in common.
But when we lost him, I needed you.
I needed you to comfort me.
I