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137 Capitals and Counting

By Jennifer Schwan September 2026 5 min read

How a lifetime in car seats and airplane rows turned our kids into geography nerds. They can name 137 capitals, they own a deck of cards with country statistics on it, and they beat us at map games every single time.

I named 137 countries and their capitals without any help.

That was Callan, announcing it the other day like he’d just finished a marathon. No quiz, no prompt, no one asking. He just wanted us to know. And honestly? We believed him. Because at this point, none of us adults in the house can keep up.

This is a family where the kids beat us at MapTap. Not sometimes. Pretty much every time. They’re the ones who own a deck of cards with country stats on them and actually use it. They can rattle off every state and its capital while we’re still trying to remember if it’s Pierre or Bismarck. It’s funny. It’s also a little humbling.

But the more we think about it, the more it feels connected to something bigger than trivia.

They’ve Been Passengers Since Day One

Our kids have been in cars and on planes since the day they were born. Not as a philosophy. Mostly because that’s how our life worked. If we were going somewhere, they were coming with us, and “somewhere” was usually a long way off.

Braden set the tone. Before he was 10 months old, we’d carted him to Dublin, southern Spain, and northern Africa. When the twins came along, they got the same treatment.

Braden as a baby in a stroller at the Alhambra in Granada, Spain Braden as a baby being held next to a donkey in Tangier, Morocco

Here’s what we figured out early: if you make travel part of who they are, they don’t know anything different. It’s not a special event. It’s not a big production. It’s just what our family does. If you want the practical side of that, we wrote about getting kids their first passports and about packing light enough to actually enjoy the trip.

That meant a lot of hours staring out windows. A lot of airport departure boards. A lot of “where are we now?” And at some point, “where are we now?” turned into “where is that, exactly?” and then “what’s the capital?”

We didn’t plan it that way. It just happened.

Braden as a teenager standing above a green alpine valley in Switzerland

The same kid, a good number of countries later.

The Map Became Part of the Trip

Somewhere along the line, the map stopped being something we used to get places and started being something the kids wanted to understand.

When you’ve sailed the Norwegian coast on the Hurtigruten, the top of the map isn’t abstract anymore. When you’ve stood in Ushuaia, the bottom of South America has a smell and a temperature. Buenos Aires, the Danube, Andalusia, Vancouver. These aren’t dots. They’re places where something happened to us.

That’s the thing about going places. It gives you hooks. Once you have a few hooks, you want more. Once you’ve been to a place, the countries around it start to matter.

Callan and Jennifer on a grey shoreline in Alaska with a beached fishing boat behind them Snorkeling with the kids in the turquoise shallows in Bermuda

And Then It Became a Competition

Here’s where it gets funny.

MapTap has turned into a daily family sport, and the results are not close. The country stat cards come out, and the kids already know which ones to play. Population, area, capital, highest point. We’re still reading the fine print.

And then there are the unprompted announcements. The 137 capitals. The random facts about a country most adults couldn’t find without zooming in. Every so often we catch ourselves thinking, where did that come from?

We think we know.

Chicken or Egg?

To be fair, we can’t prove travel is what did this. Plenty of kids who’ve never left their home state memorize every capital on the planet. And plenty of well-traveled kids couldn’t care less about a map. Our kids were probably wired to love patterns and facts to begin with.

But we don’t think it’s a coincidence either. Travel gave them a reason to care. The curiosity was already there. The trips gave it somewhere to go.

And it works in both directions now. The geography makes them better travelers. They show up to a new place already knowing where it sits, what’s next door, and what they want to see. That is the same thing we keep noticing about how much of their learning happens on the road rather than at a desk.

The three kids standing in front of the castle at Walt Disney World The whole family in front of Mount Rushmore in South Dakota The kids taking a pizza-making class in Milan

What We’d Tell Other Parents

This isn’t a parenting guide. It’s just what we’ve noticed.

Where It Goes From Here

We know the window for family trips doesn’t stay open forever. Our kids are getting older, and every year the calendar gets a little more crowded. Someday they’ll plan their own trips, to places we haven’t been, using maps they understand better than we do.

When that happens, we hope they remember where it started. In a car seat. In a middle seat. Looking out a window and wondering where they were.

For now, we’re just trying to get one MapTap win before the year’s over.

Wish us luck.

The five of us at the base of a waterfall in the Great Smoky Mountains

Still going, still outnumbered.

Jennifer plans travel professionally over at Schwan Travels. If you want a hand with a trip of your own, that’s where to find her.