This year, I’m trying something a new. A little more on that later because I’m still trying to get some things in place. Related to that, I went down to Tucson for an extended weekend. The first trip, I had gone with the intent of visiting the Arizona-Sonoran Desert Museum and eating at El Charro. This time around, I went for a different purpose but spent the entire trip in the downtown area and made another trip to El Charro. Continue reading
Day One: Planet Arizona. Walking with the ancient.
Somewhere in the mountains and forests of northern Arizona, a red hatchback flies around turns much faster than should be taken. The sound of the road singing under the tires is drowned out by the loud and fittingly fast music within. Miles pass alongside endless pastures near, and a reddening sky afar. There’s a stop for lunch here, another stop for fuel there. Continue reading
Saying that you’re going to Mexico seems to frighten a certain swath of Americans. “The news said that Mexicans are (insert unfriendly adjective)!” No, calm down. This is my third time to central Mexico and Chapala and Ajijic are still some of the most beautiful and friendliest places I’ve ever been. My friends graciously offered that I stay in one their houses and even got most of my meals for free or at heavily discounted prices. As a bonus prize, I even played international wedding crasher for one night. One thing I do know is that Mexicans really know how to party. Continue reading
All roads lead here. To Rome. And now, here we have come. We all have our own visions of The Eternal City. What you think of Rome may or may not be true. My own notions of a city I’ve had dreams of visiting since childhood stood both verified and delightfully proven wrong. Rome is quite possibly the most historically compact, deep, and dense city in the world. I’ve been around the world but Rome was incredibly impressive in both its modernity and antiquity. Some cities have either but I feel the most special places possess both. Continue reading
From two days in Los Angeles to one long layover in Chicago. A city synonymous with the word metropolis. A city with an identity all its own. Strong contributions to architecture, cinema, and the sports world. A city that has forcefully yet expertly woven itself into the fabric of United States history. It is also a city that will drop freezing rain on you in May. I was dressed for Los Angeles not Chicago. Continue reading
Los Angeles… Is it merely a place where people want to appear more important, more rich, more interesting than they really are? Is a higher status than those around you all there is to life? I can’t say it didn’t feel good cruising around Los Angeles in a fancy BMW 430i convertible. I can’t say I didn’t notice the curious glances and envious stares. I get why people subconsciously or even consciously crave to be envied. I felt what it was like and saw through the allure of being wanted. Pulling up to the trendy K-Town restaurant, Quarters, and seeing the girls turn their heads as I pulled into the valet. Alas, it was only a rented life, a life that isn’t mine, and possibly a life I may never live again. I made sure to enjoy it. Continue reading