Ferry Part II
I woke up at 3:00 in the morning on Wednesday, June 27th, to go to the bathroom. It was still light out. When you’re this far north, the sun never really sets. It dips below the horizon, but comes right back up. At 5:30 the boat’s PA system announced that we would be able to
Setting Sail
After 3 weeks back in Detroit, we’re finally on the move in a way that is starting to seem real. We flew out at 6:30 Friday morning. After a not so unexpected late night of burning meat and celebratory beers we made it to the airport with just enough time to stand in the security
And God (Dan Gilbert) said “Let there be cornhole!”
This is literally just a bunch of pictures of various cornhole boards downtown. I like to imagine Uncle Dan taking a few hours off from being the Leviathan of Detroit to show up at a relative’s house that he doesn’t really like for a 4th of July party. At said party he notices that all
Hustling Harder
Sunday morning I had planned a bike ride with an old friend. This is one of my favorite past times in Detroit. We moved away about three years ago and things have changed. The city has filled in with feral hipsters and aging millennials who’ve adopted the David Beckham hairstyle as the last do they
Top 5 reasons to not take a satellite messenger on an international tour
A nameless friend whom I love dearly has been lobbying hard for us to take a satellite messenger with us on this trip. Actually, she has been lobbying hard for us to get a satellite messenger ever since we moved to Utah and upped our weekly consumption of potentially deadly activities. If you’re not familiar
Statistics is mathematicians lying to you
Last weekend two good friends and one total stranger shared an article with me about a pair of European cyclists that were murdered in Southern Mexico. One of them also sent an article discussing how more Americans are murdered in Mexico than all other countries combined (unless you include the US of course). I’d be
Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body…
Thirty five years old. I’m not sure if there has been a birthday in my thirties in which I haven’t thought back to being twenty and how I perceived people a decade beyond back then. They always seemed like they had it together. I guess I always assumed that by the time I got to
Typhoid Speedball Part I: Vaccination Consultation
Vaccines are an important part of traveling in the developing world. Our pampered immune systems are simply not accustomed to some of the ailments in other countries. As preparation I have been drinking from the toilet and eating raw pork. This is the first of at least two parts about my experience getting the necessary
Adulting
For the last 3 months I have had something on my todo list that I have consistently been kicking down the road. I look at it a few times a week and know it is something I should do, but procrastination gets the best of me. Today was the first time in a while that