Hay is for horses, mint juleps are for me. With the Kentucky Derby rapidly, approaching, I am breaking down some of my experiences from this wild event. Read more about how I joined a bachelor party, avoiding rain, & how to get down in K town (deleting my blog now after that joke).
I truly did not know what to expect, although I anticipated a lot of ramen & sensory overload (spoiler alert: I got it). But what I really came back with was this sense of how a country should be. With virtually no crime, the nicest human beings on the planet, & beautiful, pristine order to their cities and landmarks, Japan is truly an incredible place to visit.
Have you ever wanted to know what recovering for two weeks post weekend feels like? Maybe have a song written about you by an aspiring country music artist (true story)? Or maybe just wanted to taste a biscuit that doesn't taste like the cardboard we eat in California? Nashville is the place for you.
Ever wondered what it was like to roam around the desert with your friends and listen to country music for a weekend? Stagecoach is that place. An amazing festival to meet great people, get kicked off the line dancing stage, & actually get dirt on your cowboy boots. Read these helpful hints before booking!
Cobblestone streets & old southern charm, the smell of sea air with a hint of biscuits. Who wouldn't want to take a long weekend in this lovely South Carolina city?
I truly do not know what I loved more: the the immensely kind and considerably generous Thai people, the tropical oasis nestled between thousands of years of rich Buddhist history or the noodles. Probably the noodles.
Ahh, Ireland. The land of beer darker than my men, seascape and rolling hills beyond your wildest dreams & of course binge drinking.
New year, new dilemma? Discussing with you the trials and tribulations of choosing what you love versus what will make you money. It's a bold move cotton, let's see if it works out for her..
Let's hit the boozy streets of downtown to see what the nightlife in Austin has to offer. Spoiler alert: it was vodka shots that tasted like gasoline. Miraculous, I know.
How many tacos can one human consume in a weekend? Want to jump in the ocean at midnight? Attain an unnecessary sunburn? San Diego is it.
I randomly find myself next to a Midget Miley Cyrus and casually sipping champagne with UFC fighters. Then, it is suddenly 3am, and I am walking down Las Vegas Boulevard with shoes in hand and zero care in the world.