I miss New York. New York is like an ex-boyfriend that I keep wanting to go back to over and over again. And a visit isn’t enough. I need to be with him in another long term relationship. A few years before I made the move to California, I moved to New York (Brooklyn to be exact and I worked in Long Island City, Queens and then later in Manhattan). And while I’ve been blessed to have lived in the “big 3” cities, of America, my heart longs for New York. So as I sit, in the windy city, I reminisce of my time in the city that never sleeps. Continue reading →
In the past 15 days I’ve been to Nevada, New Mexico, Arizona, Texas and Oklahoma. I wasn’t visiting anything or anyone, in particular. One day, I just decided to get in my car and drive. I’m not working right now and I hate sitting still so it seemed like the logical thing to do. I grew up as an only child and now as an adult, I live alone, but I always have this feeling of needing to “get away to be by myself.” I believe that’s why I’m so obsessed with traveling. I want to create memories in different places, while I have no other obligations or responsibilities. Plus I figure I better do it while I can and do it for all those Continue reading →
Today, Maxx and I spent some time at the beach. There was nothing special happening there, but I figured it was a great place to hang out, for a little while and take some photos. I gathered Maxx, my Sony A330 DSLR camera, my Beats headphones and headed to the beach. After getting lost…damn GPS…we arrived at Redondo and Torrance (RAT) Beach. I didn’t know it at the time, but the stillness, calmness and breathtaking views was exactly what I needed.
Here are some photos that captured our time at the beach.
All I want to do is travel, meet dope people and eat great food!
Aruba is a beautiful island. I mean it is absolutely breathtaking! Several months ago, my friend Angel invited me and other women to celebrate her 40th birthday, in Aruba. Initially, I was excited about the opportunity to travel to Aruba, because I’d never been before and I wanted to keep with my goal of at least one international trip, each year. But then about two weeks before we were scheduled to leave, I no longer had the desire to go. No energy, no motivation, I just didn’t want to be there. The week that I was scheduled to leave, I went through the motions of packing, scheduling an airport pick-up, getting an international plan for my phone and putting an international travel alert on my credit cards. I knew where the feeling of not wanting to go was coming from and I was determined not to let these feelings win. By the time I arrived to LAX, I’d Continue reading →