December 2009
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upsider:
“How much does your life weigh? Imagine for a second that you’re carrying a backpack. I want you to pack it with all the stuff that you have in your life… you start with the little things. The shelves, the drawers, the knickknacks, then you start adding larger stuff. Clothes, tabletop appliances, lamps, your TV… the backpack should be getting pretty heavy now. You go bigger. Your...
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in which my bra turns me into a flight risk.
Yes, Sir Paul, that kind of bra.
I don’t care who you are: going through airport security sucks. “No liquids! Laptops in a separate bin! Leave your shoes and bracelets and earrings and hair clips and jacket and scarf and sense of pride on the conveyor belt!” And if you don’t do these things with the speed and grace of a cheetah, the security staff takes it as a personal...
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Our battered suitcases were piled on the sidewalk again; we had longer ways to...
– Jack Kerouac
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So let’s not pretend that travel is always fun, or that we endure the jet...
– Jonah Lehrer, Why We Travel
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the story behind "beers & bananas."
It was July 4th, 2009 and I was busy getting a sunburn.
I was laying on a beach on Cape Cod with my two friends, holding in my gut and ignoring the fact that I could almost smell the tiny hairs on my arms starting to singe under the unforgiving rays of the sun. I’m not one of those girls who considers “tanning” to be an actual activity. This is mainly because I’m...
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Sitting there, alone in a foreign country, far from my job and everyone I know,...
– Carol, Paris, Je T’aime
Just watched this movie with the parents. It doesn’t make an ounce of sense and makes you feel like you’re tripping on some kind of illegal substance for two hours, but it did have the odd quotable gem in it.
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Hi, I'm Alison.
(Sandboarding on Moreton Island, Australia, 2008) (my MS Paint skillz are too legit to quit)
This is my travel blog of travel things.
My head is always in the clouds. I have an awful habit of getting tattoos whenever I’m on the road (three and counting). Airplanes fascinate me, and yet I can’t sit through take-off without having my barf bag ready and waiting. Sydney is my favorite...