July 27, 2017 Boom, boom, boom True Rolling stone Vagabond to the bone Address unknown Open road's my home Greetings from Bend! The morning light seeps through the mesh of my quarter-dome tent a skosh before 6 am, letting me know it’s time for the day to begin. I am greeted by the evergreen disposition [...]
I've said it before and I'll say it again; “youth hostels” were given the wrong name. A near homophone-call away from “hostile,” I understand if they conjure visions of Harry Potter’s under the staircase shât-aeu, pardon my French. However, the typical environment found at youth hostels is anything but hostile."
“Hidey-ho junior rangers!” “Dooby, Dooby, Doo where are you? We got some work to dooo now,” “I’d like to take a minute just sit right there and I’ll tell,” Why I’m quoting theme songs outta thin air. It's time to fire up the DeLorean because we are going, Back to the Future! Think back to [...]
A tale of two wedding one real, one hipster; Much like Odysseus on his Arcadian quest, I've become a cosmic pinball. The past two months I've been bouncing back 'n forth across the Oregon-Cali-Nevada lines; hitting mountains towns, bumping across sea-sands, and rolling 'round lake-side rims. How exactly do I get around? It's not by [...]
"After five summers I traded burgers and fries for brand new skies"
Since I am now a traveler of both time and space, allow me to take y'all on a journey back in time: it's January 2016 and like a neglected carton of milk shoved in the back of the fridge, my allotted time to live in the cozy college bubble is about to expire. I have no plans once I'm tossed from this pseudo adult wonderland. Past internships experience? Zilch. Job applications filled out? Zero. Clues I had? Znone.