Walter White, McDonalds, and a Taxi Ride (in Japan) Anthony and I are nearing a month away from domestic soil… That’s actually not true. We were in Guam for 11 days. Guam is a United States territory. I’m not sure why I’m still typing and explaining myself when the backspace/delete button is within reach with
Traveling and world experience are the paramount reasons I decided to move abroad–in Asia. When I return to home, in seven months, I hope to have gained invaluable life experience. I hope to be able to effectively communicate in another language and I hope to have gained at least several thousand Korean Instagram followers. I
Early Thoughts from Japan (Okinawa) Below, you are going to see bullet points. That is the stylistic/formative approach I’m taking for this literary deposition. I’m not being lazy or cheap, if that’s what you’re thinking. It’s just easier to organize a collection of observations like this in bullet form. Also, if you were thinking that
I’m writing this after having left Guam. I’m slightly saddened and I miss my friends. But, I must move on. I must remember my time spent there, at the LeoPalace, with fond memories and earnest tribute. So, I will write this posthumous. I’m not dead, but a part of me stayed behind on those tropic
(Guam-Osaka-Okinawa) This was a big day for me. Big. On my first international flight/exchange, I flew with my best buddy. We were able to navigate international barriers and travel together. There was no real stress and I enjoyed several beers both before and during our flights. I drank wine too, because it was free. But
(I realize the picture has nothing to with a plane. It also has nothing to do with any thoughts on a plane. I know that. But, I didn’t take any pictures on this flight. I want all pictures to be original (mine/yours), so I’m not going to substitute a generic picture of aviation. Instead, I
Thoughts on a plane (Part 2, Houston to Japan) About four months back, when I made a way home to Washington, I churned out a solid rant of thought and observation (Thoughts on a Plane–First post written). I did this on a three hour flight, after I got a little saucy in the airport bar.
27 Years, 27 Reasons Why I Love My Mother (Nancy) I just turned 27 years old! That sucks. … I want to be 16 again. That’s how I’m feeling. I want to be breaking curfew, sneaking away from home. I want to be telling my mom I’m going to study down the street with
Prompts While at the beach you decide to write a message in a bottle. What would it say? Who would you like to find it? Why am I alone on this beach? That’s what need to be discussed first. Before anything else can be considered, and I can reach out via glass bottle transmission, I
We’re going to Vegas for a bachelor party… It will be Halloween weekend and 25 of the closest of pals will be there together—ready to light something or someone on fire. Gambling, liquor, fist pumping, and Celine Dion live. All of it. If you are a male above the age of 21 and that scenario
