Finance, San Francisco, Travel, West Coast

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. Continue reading

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Celebrations, Finance, Food, List, Travel, West Coast

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. Continue reading

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Student Exchange, Travel

I Dropped My Wallet in a River

No, that’s not a euphemism for anything. I was walking back to my room after going to see Jordan’s film “Remnant’s of the Past.” when Courtney informed me that it was snowing in New York. I was so happy I did a little skip. Courtney laughed and said “Did you just skip?” I said ” I am so happy that I’m even going to do a heel click.” I was walking across the tree bridge so it was a little cramped but I did a little jump and clicked my heels. Then my wallet that I had tucked under my arm fell onto the railing and bounced into the creek that flows beneath it. I ran to get it out but I was scared of falling in my self, so Courtney came down and picked it out of the stream of frigid cold water. We continued to laugh up the hill until I realised my ticket to the New York City Ballet’s Nutcracker performance was in there. So I ran up the hill to get to my hair dryer.

CK.

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Food, Las Vegas, Photographs, Travel

Vegas: The Musical

Last weekend I went to Las Vegas for Mercedes’ 21st birthday. We were joined by two of her friends from SFSU, Helen and Charlotte. We flew out from San Francisco on Friday morning, so I had to drive down on Thursday after class, which finished an hour early thankfully. Monday was worse though, we got back to San Francisco at about 4:30 in the afternoon, and I had to drive back to Arcata that night because I have an 8am class on Tuesday. I stopped in a McDonald’s car lot for an hour to nap at about 8pm and ended up getting home at about 2am. Continue reading

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