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to put on your face to the way to fold your blazer so it
doesn’t wrinkle. Plus, we let you in on an excellent hack
to ensure solid rest on an airplane. I’ll never look so sal-
low in Magic City again.
By the second day, my thoughts had turned to how I
may not have many more opportunities to visit again,
because Miami is sinking into the ocean. Though if you
want to see firsthand how climate change is already
bad and getting worse, you don’t even need to go to the
coasts, as longtime Esquire contributor and daily poli-
tics writer Charles P. Pierce demonstrates on page 92;
you can go to Traverse City, Michigan, where lakeside
beaches are disappearing, parking lots are underwater,
and cherry trees are succumbing to fungus—all at least
partly due to climate change. From this perch on north-
ern Lake Michigan, Pierce argues that 2020 marks the
first presidential election at the end of the world. In fact,
for that matter, you don’t even need to leave your living
room: Starting this fall, you can watch Apple TV+’s See,
WHILE TRAVEL IS AMAZING,
THE ACT OF TRAVELING CAN BE A PAIN
IN THE ASS. IT’S NOT, AS THEY
SAY, ABOUT THE JOURNEY, NOT WHEN
ECONOMY SEATING IS INVOLVED.
starring this month’s cover star, Jason Momoa, and set
four hundred years in the future, when humankind has
nearly wiped itself from the planet. Rachel Syme went
to the set of the show, in Vancouver, to see how Momoa
is enjoying the trappings of fame—while wrestling with
his own place in the Hollywood hierarchy (page 62).
A LET TER FROM THE EDITOR
By day three, the coconut-oil sheen of Miami Beach
WHAT A TRIP left Sally and me wanting something a little more...
cerebral. Inspiring, even. We could’ve used novelist
Tommy Orange’s profile (page 96) of an extraordinary
Lakota teenager, born and raised in Oakland—just like
ost people love to travel. My wife and Orange—who’s breaking the cycle of pain the men in
I are not those people. Not after kids. his family have suffered for generations. And we glad-
Here’s what traveling looks like with a
M four-year-old and a one-year-old: haul- ly would’ve taken Esquire editor Kevin Sintumuang’s
check-in (page 86) with Kiwi actor and filmmaker Taika
ing them, their luggage, our luggage Waititi, who directed that Thor movie everyone liked
(which is somehow smaller than theirs), and whose hard-earned success is like the opposite of
and ourselves into a cab and through an a cautionary tale. Or we could’ve taken inspiration for
airport so we can distract them for several hours on the how to fund our next trip from the characters in David
plane before trudging through another airport and in- Hill’s dispatch (page 72) from the Hoboken train sta-
to another cab so we can carry out the same parenting tion, where enterprising out-of-staters flock to take part
duties in a different city. in New Jersey’s vibrant sports-betting culture.
This past spring, however, my wife, Sally, and I went By our fourth and final day in south Florida, we missed
to Miami for four days on our first vacation without our our daughters enough to come home. (That, and we had
daughters. The flight alone felt like a holiday. By the a return flight to catch.) Our joyful homecoming was
time we checked into our beachside hotel, we’d nearly the perfect ending to our kid-free getaway. After put-
forgotten we were parents. Turns out travel is amazing! ting our daughters to bed that night, we immediately
But the act of traveling—even when child-free—is started planning our next trip. Disney World, probably.
a pain in the ass. It’s not, as they say, about the journey,
not when economy seating is involved. So we devoted —Michael S E B A S T I A N
the first ten pages of this issue to all the tips and tricks
for how to look and feel your best when you’re in tran-
sit purgatory, from the clothes to wear to the products
18 November 2019_Esquire photograph: Aaron Richter

