Disclaimer: I did not finish this hike, because I had too many brushes with death on the way up. YOLO does not apply here. Read More »
I’m on an island – Oahu, Hawaii!!!
As I step out of the plane, I can feel the cool breeze lifting my hair and the sun kissing my Chicago pale, winter skin. I can sense a different type of life here or maybe it’s because I was delirious for being trapped in a 9-hour flight. United Airline ONLY provided beverages! You have to pay for the food. They didn’t even give us the stale pretzels or the highly coveted honey-roasted peanuts. I swear I’ll try by best to avoid all United Airline flights from now on, but… how can I stay mad when the destination is paradise?! Read More »
So this is it. My life as I’ve known it for the past 20-something years fits into a 5×10 storage locker. It’s funny to see the actual space that contains your life’s material collections and, with them, a sense of sentimental attachment and memories. Also, you don’t realize how much of a pack-rat you are until you pack up your life. I know what you might be thinking, but no – I don’t need an intervention. Now let’s just hope my storage won’t be featured on Storage Wars. Read More »