My Travel Tales: Walton Goggins
The "Tomb Raider" and "Ant-Man and the Wasp" star shares his fondest travel memories
Making Friends in Africa
I was working in South Africa for five months on Tomb Raider. I had some time off and was able to hit the road around Namibia. I spent five days with the Himba tribe. It was one of the most remarkable experiences. I showed up with an interpreter and no plan. I stayed with them and listened to their stories. At the end of this journey, we were crying and exchanging bracelets we’d created for each other. I made friends for life.
When I’m back home in Atlanta, there’s a place I go on the west side called Wallace Barbecue. It’s my spot. I love their vinegar and the way they smoke their meat.
In preparation for Tomb Raider, I was reading quite a few books about archaeology. My wife, who is half-Egyptian, and I were talking about all of these magnificent artifacts. Then, we went to the British Museum in London—and there they were in the real world. It was extraordinary seeing all the artifacts and mummies I’d read about in books.
A few years ago, my family and I were walking around the backstreets of Paris. We came across these two teenagers playing guitars. My wife and son just started dancing in the middle of the street with these two guys doing Serge Gainsbourg covers. It was so much fun—and totally unexpected.
WALTON'S PACKING LIST
I picked up this pair of dress shoes nine years ago. They are brown and perfectly aged. They’re the kind of shoes I can wear with jeans and a T-shirt or a pair of pants and a button-down shirt. I can look as dressed down or sophisticated as I need to be.
I like to have a hat for every occasion. I don’t ever bring hat boxes, and I can’t get my hats crushed, so I usually walk through the airport with four or five on my head. I look like that guy from that children’s book Caps for Sale.
I played an impromptu soccer game in South Africa, and my shoes split in half. I only had one pair with me. I convinced the hotel staff to wrap my shoes in duct tape. It lasted like that for three-and-a-half weeks. Now, I always bring a roll with me wherever I go.
My wife gave me this piece of brass. It’s something a sculptor friend of mine made. I take it with me everywhere I go. It fits in the palm of my hand. I’ll keep it on my nightstand to remind me of home. I find it very grounding and beautiful.