25. There is no last call. Unless you are at a club, then you catch last call and head to ANY other bar in the world because they will always be open. 24. The shopping. Ummm … the world’s biggest H & M; window-shopping through Wynn, the Forum and The Shoppes at The Palazzo; theContinue reading “The top 25 reasons why I Love Las Vegas (The List)”
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Some place with a view
I sat in the back of Brock’s SUV, looking out into the nighttime desert landscape … flat and black, giving way to the Strip a few miles ahead of us. It had been an emotional six days in Las Vegas. I had arrived days earlier and spent my first night with Kyla, showing her photosContinue reading “Some place with a view”
Viva Lost Wages
Oh. My. God. Did I just fall back in love with Las Vegas? I rubbed my eyes and shook off my nearly six(!) hour flight. Thanks, headwinds. Las [insert expletive here] Vegas. A rush of emotions filled me silmutaneously. First — happiness. I was seeing some of my closest friends in the world after aContinue reading “Viva Lost Wages”
Purgatory
I landed in Las Vegas 12 days after my Escape from Suburbia to celebrate my birthday. Between my road trip with Jason and Las Vegs I was stuck in this hell. This … purgatory. The transition from traveling to arriving home to getting your shit together is the biggest mind f#$% in the world. TheContinue reading “Purgatory”
Escaping Suburbia
I woke up early the day of my planned road trip out of Suburbia with Jason. Perhaps my body clock had yet to adjust … perhaps I was excited to get out of my house, to get out of my county, to get out and SEE something I hadn’t seen in … well, years. IContinue reading “Escaping Suburbia”
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”
Love, life and loss … while on the road
On September 13, 2010 at 6:15 a.m. EST the world lost an amazing woman, my grandmother. She died in her sleep and in no pain, surrounded by her husband, her son and his wife, and her daughter, my mom. And I was thousands and thousands of miles away. I knew it would happen. The possibilityContinue reading “Love, life and loss … while on the road”
Getting over Split
I walked slowly, silently and solo back to CroParadise and crawled into my bed. I looked across the bed to where Katie had been. Empty. Then, as if on cue, Carl walked back into our room. “Heya,” I said, looking up from my laptop to see him standing next to his bed. “Hi,” he replied.Continue reading “Getting over Split”
A sniper’s point of view
Aldina, a girl who worked at Madja’s Guest House, picked me up from Mostar’s bus station as the sun was setting. “Over there,” she said, pointing out the car window to a towering building with all of it’s windows blown out, “that’s the bank. During the war, Serbian snipers would sit in there and shootContinue reading “A sniper’s point of view”
Backpacking Awesomeness
I was still tired when I woke up the next morning at Hippo. Not sleeping and being in transit for nearly 40 hours can do that to a person. But, I had a one-track mind: the Adriatic. After a quick breakfast (Hippo gives you eggs to do up however you like), I grabbed a beachContinue reading “Backpacking Awesomeness”
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