Travelling is the Hardest Part of Travelling

I know a lot of people will disagree but I don’t believe that the journey is always more important than the destination. I think that travelling to, from and between destinations is the worst part of travelling, unless the way you are getting somewhere is part of the experience of the travelling you are doing.

Journal Entries from New York

Or My Last Three Weeks of Status Updates.

16 Hours Behind

This holiday season has been a turbulent one. From ecstatic highs on Christmas Eve when I saw snow falling for the first time, to crying in an Apple Store earlier that same day because my nephew was opening his Christmas presents without me.

On Philadelphia

I arrived in Philadelphia on the 15th, as a stopover on the way to New York, where I am headed today. I booked my flight to Philadelphia a few months ago. It was a decision based on many factors; financially, it was cheaper to fly into Philly, stay there a few nights and bus it up to NYC; socially, I had met a pair of siblings on my trip to Yosemite who lived across the river in New Jersey; and timing, most people I know heading to NYC weren’t going to be there until the 21st but I had promised to drive Courtney and Kelly to San Francisco on the 14th and I couldn’t expect to stay with Mercedes for a week because she had finals.

Gastronomical Delights

During my Thanksgiving break I ate so much good food. It was unbelievable. This is a recap.

LA to DC

During this Thanksgiving break I have travelled half the length and nearly the whole width of the United States. By far, the funniest moment of the trip was the plane ride from Los Angeles to Denver, Colorado, our stop-over on the way to Washington, DC.