Sticking to a Paleo/Primal regiment while traveling isn't as hard as it may seem. How strictly one sticks, however, remains to be seen...
My recent trip to Tennessee and North Carolina started off well enough. I packed a few items from home (fruit and 100% chocolate for example) and was able to easily find gluten-free jerky, plenty of water, and pork rinds while on the road.
Staying at a hotel for a few days gave me the opportunity to pick up some rations at a Safeway grocery store, and I found that my local eggs paired quite nicely with Wholly Guacamole (100% real avocado), natural roast beef, cheese, and mustard/hot sauce that I pilfered from a gas station somewhere in Georgia.
Trips to restaurants were also simple affairs that involved ordering burgers without buns. However, the temptation to cleanse my palate with some beer soon got the better of me.
After arriving in North Carolina, Mother Nature provided some fresh Paleo nomz of both the animal and vegetable variety.
Although food wasn't the purpose behind our trip to the famous Whistle Stop Antique Mall, I ended up stumbling upon some old-school Paleo inspiration.
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Just kidding, but on the way home, there was a BBQ stand that had killer brisket.
Spending time with my parents started off promisingly. Fresh berries, almonds, 100% chocolate, and half & half for breakfast and ribs cooking on the grill.
When night fell, however, Foodmageddon officially began. The feasting continued well into the following day.
Moral of the story, life is short and sometimes made-from-scratch goodness trumps Paleo-ness.