Skitch and the Bastard Part I

30 03 2010

I like to travel.  As a matter of fact, I love and live to do it.  The new places, new smells and all of the new experiences and people that come along with traveling have kept me yearning for more.

My biggest “Aha!” moments have occurred during some of my most memorable trips and I don’t think I would be the same person had they not happened. Walking the empty, ancient streets of Rome in the middle of the night, talking to a delusional ice cream store owner in Nashville, driving to South Carolina to a beach home with friends only to learn that “money talks” and respectable real estate companies prefer not renting to fraternity brothers- every, single one of these adventures has left a lasting impression.

My most recent adventure to Texas was no different.  In my preparations for the trip, I decided to take a much different approach- I would be a sponge, an observer if you will, and completely take in all that would surround me. 

If I stumbled across a man walking around in a pink wig and thong, I would find out why. If a homeless man asked me to do some PR for his traveling “troupe of artists”, I would oblige him. And if a man, tattooed from head to toe, stepped out of his parlor to strike up a conversation- I would happily listen and learn.

The next two posts are the stories of some of the most interesting people I have ever met.  These are my observations.  These are their stories.

This is the introduction to a three-part series about my reflections of a journey to Austin, Tx.





Road-Tripping: It’s what I do

11 03 2010

I’ve been on many road-trips in my day and I have enjoyed them all- some more than others.  But the key to properly approaching and experiencing this type of journey is keeping the proper perspective.

It’s not about the destination, how many souvenirs you can get for a few bucks or how fast it takes you to get to your vacation spot- it’s simply about the journey.  Living in the moment, to be precise.

Whether you’re traveling a couple of hours away, or like the #wififwhip, traveling 16 hours to Austin, Texas, it’s the moments in between take-off and arrival that need to be treasured and truly LIVED.  The late-night meals at a Waffle House and the soul-spilling conversations that occur between the passenger and driver while everyone else is asleep are the brilliant moments that pump me up and inspire.

It’s during those times I don’t have a care in the world.  I’m on a road-trip, a vacation if you will, so my meetings with Mr. Worry and Mrs. Obligation will have to be rescheduled for another time, because I am at peace.

So what are your tips for surviving those road-trips and long vacations?  What moments inspire you?