If We’re Only As Good As The Company We Keep, Then I Am Now Officially Awesome.
Listen.
If there’s one really great thing about where I live, it’s its proximity to other really great places. Read the rest of this gem…
Phenomenon.
I’ve noticed something about travel. Read the rest of this gem…
This Is Why I’m All About The Second Chances.
So the first time I visited Austin, I only had a day to spend there. Read the rest of this gem…
I’m Not Saying I’ve Completely Figured Out The Universe, But I’m Pretty Sure I’m Getting Close.
I have a confession.
I did more in Austin than just eat. Read the rest of this gem…
You Know It’s A Good Day When There’s A Spaceship Involved.
If there is one thing I tend to strongly dislike when I travel, it’s the super gimmicky, come-stand-in-this-line-because-everyone-else-is-doing-it-and-at-the-end-you’ll-be-rewarded-with-an-exorbitant-bill-to-do/see/taste/hear/smell-something-you-probably-won’t-really-even-enjoy-that-much-anyway-but-hey-at-least-it-was-entertaining type of activities. Read the rest of this gem…
This Is Exactly Why I Could Never Be A Vegetarian.
Okay.
So you know how I always tell you to find yourself a local when you travel to a new place — whether it’s someone you knew already or someone you meet while there?
Austin, A Summary: Tacos, Cheese, and Texas Beef. And Cheese.
So in case you need a little recap of what’s happening, I’ve made my way down to Austin, Texas where I’ve eaten my fill of tacos, cheese, beef, and beefy cheesy tacos. Read the rest of this gem…
The Right Way To Do A Road Trip On The Island Of Kaua’i. (Part 2)
Sometimes, when you travel — especially when you travel with another person or a small group of people, each with different temperaments and appetites and travel endurance and the amount of sleep they managed the night before — something tends to happen.
Something bad. Read the rest of this gem…
The Right Way To Do A Road Trip On The Island Of Kaua’i. (Part 1)
I traveled to Hawaii for the first time in February, 2008. Read the rest of this gem…
Doors.
The most difficult thing I find about life —