The End. Well … not really The End. More like The Beginning of the Next Chapter. Where am I now? I am in Las Vegas. Working for a restaurant group as the director of communications. What does that mean? I do a lot of writing, pitching, social networking and eating. I do so, so muchContinue reading “What now?”
Category Archives: 30 Life Crisis
Adjusting to American life
“D, what’s wrong? You don’t look too good,” Mom said to me as we sat at the kitchen table following dinner a few days after my arrival. She was right. I wasn’t good. I was far from it. The day before, my mom, dad and I drove up to Pennsylvania so I could say “goodbye”Continue reading “Adjusting to American life”
On being home
Once we got in the car at Dulles, I was finally able to breathe … sort of. I wistfully looked out the window as trees whizzed by, comforted to be in the car with my parents, but not sure of anything else. What happens now? Where do I go? What do I do? “Your firstContinue reading “On being home”
The toils of re-entry
I clutched my navy blue American passport in my hand, along with my customs declaration, as the United flight I was on braked hard as the wheels hit the runway. America. My heart began to race. Even faster than it had raced the entire 10 hour flight back to Washington, DC from Frankfurt. I hadn’t slept onContinue reading “The toils of re-entry”
‘Twas the night before home
September 15, 2010 I am at Frankfurt Main. I left Croatia two days after Grandma passed away. It took the entire day to get to Frankfurt — shuttle to Zadar Airport, delayed RyanAir flight, shuttle from FHN to the main airport. And, it is my official last night of my trip. Tomorrow, I head home.Continue reading “‘Twas the night before home”
A BRIEF intermission: Month Six — Momma, I’m coming home
Today is Tuesday, Sept. 7. And, today begins the sixth month of my travels. I have an announcement to make: I am going home. On September 20. I had originally planned on extending my trip through early October and head back to Spain, however, plans have changed. The past month has been one of theContinue reading “A BRIEF intermission: Month Six — Momma, I’m coming home”
A BRIEF intermission: Month Five & “You need to have the funk to have the fun”
“You need to have the funk to have the fun.” — Anthony Never were truer words written to me via Skype. Two days ago, I was messaging Anthony, one of the most amazing people I have had the fortune to meet on this Adventure of mine. We talked about life, I caught him up onContinue reading “A BRIEF intermission: Month Five & “You need to have the funk to have the fun””
Thoughts from a Riad
An excerpt from the Journal of D: 22/6/10, Tuesday, 9:00 p.m. I keep losing track of what day it is. San Ambrosio was hardly a month ago, and yet it seems like an eternity. I’m sitting tonight on Riad Medina Azahara’s rooftop terrace in Marrekesh, listening to Moroccan music, mixed with the music of snakeContinue reading “Thoughts from a Riad”
A BRIEF intermission: Month Four – Realization and Action
“Don’t aim for success if you want it; just do what you love and believe in, and it will come naturally.” – David Frost Today is July 7. Four months of traveling under my belt. It was three weeks ago when it hit me. This sudden realization of what I want from my life. IContinue reading “A BRIEF intermission: Month Four – Realization and Action”
Home?
I traded rainy and cold Belgium for sunny and magnificent Spain around noon the day after leaving Amsterdam (about the same time I regained my sanity). Only, when I arrived in Spain, it wasn’t really sunny or magnificent. I just pretended it was because that’s how much I love freaking Spain. In fact, it wasContinue reading “Home?”
D Travels 'Round 