Australia Great Barrier Reef

So summer evidently arrives in Los Angeles this week. Or at least summer, as most people tend to think about it. While it was a nippy (nippy to me at least) and windy 60 degrees at the beach on Saturday, it warms up this week to a balmy 97 degrees in L.A.. So I’ve virtually unrolled a scroll, made a quill pen and dabbled it in ink to start making my summer life/bucket list. If you follow me on my blog or on other social channels, then you…

Lake Okanagan British Columbia

I sat on a bench in Savannah’s Ellis Square, rubbing my forehead with my hand (as I often do when I’m nervous or stressed), as I held the phone up to my ear with my other hand while my mom gave me one of her staple pep talks. “Well son, I don’t think you need to jump right into dating.” I chuckled, quickly snapping back to my mom, “Mom, I’m getting a divorce, and as far as I’m concerned, girls have cooties.” Here I was, a 27-year old…

Seal Beach Southern California

It was three years ago this month that both my best trip and best decision to date saw its final moments on a beach in Costa Rica. Seven months prior, in my “home” of the Carolinas, following several years of struggle that came to a head with a divorce, I sold and gave away everything that couldn’t fit into a backpack, quit my job to start my own business as a freelance writer, and set out to travel the world. Life had lost its luster. In honesty, I…

California lighthouse

The days between my 30th birthday last year and my 31st birthday one month ago today saw me undertake something of a social experiment, where I committed to 12 months of living experientially. Something I called, my “30 at 30 List.” It wasn’t so much a travel bucket list, since it involved a lot of things that weren’t related to travel, but rather a life experiences list. While travel has been central to my personal growth the last few years, it’s not the end, but rather a means…

Sunset in Los Angeles

It was six months ago this month that I packed my car up in Seattle, and like I imagine many aspiring actors and actresses have done, hit the road for Hollywood. Six months later and there is no one place that has felt more like home than Los Angeles. I have a local watering hole that knows what I want before I order, the 7-eleven cashiers and I are on a first-name basis, and just last night I hosted my first Oscars party. (Could I be anymore L.A.?!)….

“A person who travels.” Can you guess whether that is the definition of a tourist or a traveler? The answer: both. Due to the nature of my travel and work (as well as the places I’ve lived), I hear this tourist versus traveler debate frequently. I’ve heard many travelers quote G.K. Chesterton as saying, “The traveler sees what he sees. The tourist sees what he has come to see.” However, I find a fundamental problem in arguing about two things that essentially mean the same thing. It’s almost…

Los Angeles is huge. There is no city that I’ve explored so much, yet feel like I’ve seen so little of. Yet its grandiosity and uniqueness is what sets it apart from other metropolitans around the world. Where else could you surf, explore a museum, take a hike, and ski (that’s right, there are ski slopes less than 90 miles from L.A.), all in one day? But while most days would have me talking about outdoor adventures or offbeat things to do in L.A., today marks the first…

Anyone who knows anything about me knows there is one things I like. Alright, throw in seersuckers, food trucks, and boozy milkshakes, and maybe there’s more than just a couple things that stand out about my interests. However, anyone who follows me on Facebook, Twitter, or Instagram knows that I love sunsets, but not just any sunset, interesting vantage points of sunsets, such as reflecting off my revered aviator sunglasses. Since today on Twitter is the weekly FriFotos, with a theme of “mirrors,” it seemed only appropriate to…

Ugh. I hope you don’t have to drive much. I have a hard time seeing you there. I sure as hell hope you have a car to get around. Aren’t the highways just a perpetual parking lot? These are some of the remarks I get when I tell people that I’ve recently moved to Los Angeles. While L.A. certainly has its fair share of stereotypes, the most prominent ones seem to be about getting around Los Angeles. Outsiders’ remarks about L.A.’s public transportation, parking, and driving make it…

It’s too spread out. The interstates are a parking lot. It’s a concrete jungle. It’s too hard to get around on public transportation. It has no culture. These are a handful of the complaints I hear the most about Los Angeles. I’ve not only been at the receiving end of these, but have often muttered these complaints myself. On visits to L.A., I’d often ask people (often condescendingly) why it was that they lived there. Yet after numerous visits the last couple years, I now find myself calling…