Category: travel
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Leaving on a High Note
All right you fine folks of America (and, if I’m lucky, the world): I am ending my silence to blog again, hoorah! If you missed my recent update, you can check it out here. It briefly explains why I’ve been silent for the last couple months (and when I say briefly, I mean one…
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The Roswell Death March
Last year on St. Patrick’s Day, I was in Montueka, New Zealand, wearing an “Irish I were drunk” shirt drinking Baileys Irish Cream alongside new Chilean friends while filming a “Happy Birthday” video for my ex-boyfriend that I would give him belatedly in the States. This year, however, I was not celebrating St. Paddy’s Day.…
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Palm Reading and Hocus Pocus
I ought to write about my visit with Ketut Liyer. I went to Bali before I came back to America, and I admit, a large part of my decision stemmed from Liz Gilbert’s (surprise, surprise, Ms. I entitle my blog “Read, Play, Write” as a play on “Eat, Pray, Love”) story about the future-predicting Ketut…
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Gone Commando
My blogging silence must end for three very important reasons: The bane of my existence (i.e. my thesis) is completed, submitted, and approved, and I have been ceremoniously acknowledged as a graduating Master of Dartmouth College! Cheers, mutha f[edited]s! I need to do something more productive than watch marathons of How I Met Your Mother,…
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Casino carpeting is just as nauseating as a rocking boat
I’m currently rocking on the interisland ferry between the south and north island of New Zealand. An older woman carrying a vomit bag was just escorted by four gentleman toward what I’m guessing is the bathroom, or perhaps the backdoor. Meanwhile, Motion Sickness Jenny (i.e. me) is popping gummy worms like Valium in an…
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Hitchhiker’s Guide to NZ
TWENTY NINE DAYS OF FEBRUARY! Today on Skype, my mother informed me that on Leap Year, the tradition is for a woman to ask a man to marry her. Despite my entire extended family’s fear that I will never wed, I didn’t get the sense she was hinting at anything, which was nice considering my…
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Post Valentine’s Day notes on Pre Valentine’s Day
Yesterday was Valentine’s Day in the States. You had my pity. My Valentine’s Day wasn’t that bad in terms of the usual, “I’m single; I hate Hallmark; people in love are stupid and annoying,” as much as it was miserable because I wanted to spear my workplace and light it on fire. (Of course,…
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