Solo Travel and Living on the Road in a Skoolie
Sometimes it feels like I am a broken record, saying the same thing over and over again. Not too long ago (and no, I’m not going to bother looking it up), I mentioned something about the book I’ve been working on since the beginning of the Pandemic and how I had decided to scrap it…
Tonight I wanted to talk a little bit about my process. The first thing you ought to know is I’m lightyears away from even having one nailed down. I’ve had many more failures than successes, and one victory is not a universal for figuring out freelancing. You take a win as a win. You keep…
Tonight I’m stuck. I have a deadline coming up in the next few days and I am just in the final stage of finishing a working draft. So as the title implies, I’m…under pressure. Right now I’ve been fighting finishing this draft for a few days. I know if I just sit down and work…
I cannot stress this enough. When you look down at the street and see the words “LOOK RIGHT” stenciled on the street, you had better look right. It’s one of those things we take for granted. I can’t begin to comprehend how many streets I have walked across in my life. From the time I…
You feel the train long before you see it. The preceding hot gush of air, that wall of sound that fills the tube station. A cloud of dust and paper wrappers and other debris billows up as the brakes of the train scream, the telltale clack-clack and rumble of iron wheels on electrified track. Then…
After fighting WordPress for a week, the new site is up! Hopefully I can start publishing more travel blog related posts directly to facebook for anyone interested. There is going to be affiliate marketing too, so hopefully I can start using any commissions I get to fund more of my adventures. It’s now beer-thirty, so…
We set out on a Friday morning with clear blue skies and dry roads, heading North to Wyoming just a half hour out of town. On the drive, bald eagles perched on dormant cottonwoods on the side of the road. The weather got chillier as we headed into Wyoming, stopping off in Rawlins for fuel and breakfast. In the Walmart parking lot, we witnessed a raven eating a tomato that had fallen out of somebody’s bag.
I am making renovations as I go and hope to share some of the progress I have made here. This house has been in my family for over 80 years. Six generations of my family have lived here. The building itself started out as a dance hall in 1913 and later evolved into a bowling alley, then a storefront for my family’s trucking business in the 1940s. It’s a weird old building, featuring a dock for freight, and some other quirky details.