Let’s get personal for a second here. 7 years ago, the city of Philadelphia unexpectedly established itself as an important chapter in my life.
Less than 3-months into dating, I found out that Tristen would be moving to the opposite side of the country. She had applied to Drexel University’s accelerated nursing school program and, much to her surprise, ended up getting accepted! Of course, this meant that she would be leaving California to spend the next year in Philly – plans would need to be updated; decisions would need to be made. Where did that leave us (and when does Bloghouse Philadelphia enter the picture)?
Turning up the lonely dust covered path to our first Death Vally stop, Tristen and I couldn’t help but notice the multiple pairs of shoes all stacked above the hand crafted Welcome sign.
It was a creepy and unexpected sight, especially since Rhyolite ghost town hasn’t had a single resident to call home since 1924. Read More
This week I’m back home in the San Francisco Bay Area, which has allowed me to recoup from my Indonesia return flight (3 flights + 20 layover hours = GROSS). As luck would have it, Tristen also had a few days off from work so, rather than just sitting around the house, we decided to head out of town. Neither of us had spent much time in or around the San Luis Obispo area, but we had heard great things about the local vineyards. So off we went, with the promise of a long winerific weekend. Read More