Join Scotty Boxa’s monthly misadventures unfiltered, hilarious, and delivered straight to your mailbox.
Welcome to Letters from the Loo, where first-class travel dreams meet economy-class stomach bugs. Every month, I scribble down one of my wildly unfiltered travel tales from the nearest (and sometimes barely functioning) toilet, then slap a stamp on it and send it straight to your mailbox.
These aren’t your typical travel stories. Expect exploding backpacks, questionable curries, dodgy tuk tuk rides, rogue monkeys, and more bathroom confessions than a priest could handle.
So if you’re into postcards from paradise that smell more like panic than piña coladas… you’re in the right place.
Choose your subscription below and prepare to receive the best crap in your letterbox.
It’s a monthly dose of travel mayhem, misadventure, and mildly concerning food poisoning, written from questionable bathrooms around the world and delivered straight to your mailbox (or inbox, if you’re paper shy).
No glossy filters. No boring itineraries.
Just raw, ridiculous, stories from Scotty Boxa, your personal chaos courier.
• A new laugh-out-loud letter every month, physically mailed anywhere in the world (yes, even to that weird address you gave your ex)
• Penned in Scotty Boxa’s trademark tone, brutally honest, wildly inappropriate, and occasionally written mid-food-poisoning
• Real tales from the road: dodgy mopeds, angry monkeys, lost passports, and the occasional explosive toilet scene
• Hilariously collectible chaos, frame it, reread it, or hide it where your mum won’t find it
• Prefer your crap digital? We’ve got a paperless version for inbox adventurers too
Monthly mailed chaos – our signature tier
1 physical letter from Scotty Boxa delivered to your door every month
Raw, ridiculous travel stories printed on premium paper
Exclusive stamps, smudges, and questionable postmarks
Cancel anytime (just don’t ghost us mid-poo)
Perfect for people who like their entertainment slightly crumpled and very real
10% off — commitment to your bathroom bliss
6 months of Letters from the Loo (1/month)
Everything in The Splash Zone, with a cheeky discount
Priority dispatch with a “committed to the chaos” badge of honour
Ideal for people who believe in long-term toilet companionship
12 letters, best value, pure toilet-bound joy
A full year of monthly mayhem from Scotty’s misadventures
17% savings – because loyalty should be rewarded with laughs (and loo paper)
May include surprise bonus inserts, exclusive upgrades, or sticker drops
Proudly earn your “Platinum Porcelain Member” status
Same chaos, less fibre – PDF delivery straight to your inbox
Monthly digital letter (PDF) delivered via email
Instant access – no shipping delays, no toilet paper required
Lower cost, same sh*tshow
Eco-friendly and ideal for inbox explorers or digital nomads
Anyone who’s ever had a dream trip spiral into a
diarrhoea-fuelled disaster (or fears they might one day)
• People who laugh hardest when the story starts with
“so there I was, pants around my ankles…”
• Fans of Travel Fails & Epic Tales who need
more monthly misadventures to survive
• Grown-ups who want storytelling without the self-help fluff,
just raw, ridiculous tales written mid-chaos
• The perfect gift for that one mate who travels often,
screws it up beautifully, and somehow always comes home with food poisoning
• Folks who prefer to read on the throne, on their phone,
or with a strong stomach and a weak WiFi signal
• Because chaos hits harder when it’s printed on paper and smells slightly of backpack regret
• Because inboxes are full of junk, but a letter marked “DISPATCHED WITH DIGNITY” is a fridge-door masterpiece
• Because this isn’t just mail, it’s a monthly misadventure from the seat of truth, scribbled between toilet runs and tuk tuk breakdowns
• Because holding a physical letter in your hand just feels… classier, even if it’s about explosive curry aftermath
Pick your plan. Sit back. Let the chaos come to you.
💥 First issue drops soon.
Sign up now and get a bonus story
“I laughed so hard I nearly needed my own loo.”
– Definitely Not My Mum
“Scotty’s letters are better than therapy (and cheaper too)”
– Someone who needs Therapy
“Boxa’s letters make diarrhea sound poetic.”
– A Real Subscriber (probably)
“It’s like Eat, Pray, Poop.”
– Someone who gets it
It’s a monthly dose of travel chaos, written by me (Scotty Boxa), from bathrooms, bus stations, back alleys, and anywhere else misadventure strikes. Each letter is a real story, unfiltered, unpolished, and occasionally unprintable, sent directly to your mailbox or inbox.
Literally all over. I write from the road, Australia, Bali, airports, campervans, and the occasional questionable bathroom stall. Every letter is a fresh tale from wherever I’ve recently embarrassed myself.
Once a month, I drop a real printed letter in the mail — old-school style — with a stamp, an envelope, and all. You’ll get a new, true(ish) travel story delivered right to your door, no matter where in the world you are.
Same story, less paper. The Digital Dump gets you a monthly PDF version of the letter emailed straight to your inbox, perfect if your mailbox is full or your postie’s afraid of toilet humour.
The Splash Zone – $9.95/month (1 letter/month)
The 6-Ply Pack – $54.00/6 months (save a bit, commit a bit)
The Full Flush – $99.00/year (biggest bang for your bog buck)
The Digital Dump – $5.00/month (eco-friendly and bum-friendly)
Hell yes you can. What better way to say “I care about you… but not that much” than with a monthly letter about squat toilets and near-death noodle incidents? Just use their name and address at checkout and I’ll take care of the rest (no wrapping required).
Yep. I’ll send a letter to just about anywhere with a postal system. From New York to New Delhi, Sydney to Siberia — if your local postie can reach you, so can I.
Yep, you’re not locked into a 12-month sentence on the porcelain throne. Cancel any time via your PayPal account or just shoot me a message — no guilt trips, I promise.
Yes. Sadly, all of it.
Just me, a pen, a roll of toilet paper, and a trail of awkward memories you now get to share.
Nature called. I answered with a view. 10/10 would flush into the ocean again.
This is where tetanus goes on holiday. Sat down, prayed I wouldn’t stand back up.
If this loo could talk, it would scream. And so did I.
Views for days. Hygiene for… never. One wrong wipe and you’re part of the ecosystem.