It was June of 2016. My family had decided to shake up our annual summer vacation by heading out west. Sedona, Arizona to be more specific. Let me tell you, this place is truly magical. If you've never heard of Sedona, I’ll give you some background real quick. The whole city, a desert city to specify, is centered within red rock, which is just what it sounds to be: red rock. All around you are mountains made of this fiery earth, which does not suffice to only look at from a distance. So during our stay there we hiked along many trails through the red rock to almost every tourist spot, some of which gave you a panoramic view of the mountains. Truly breathtaking. Yes, I could go on and on about the beauty of this city, but that's not quite what this
After departing from the French Quarter, we headed north to Biloxi, Mississippi, east through Mobile, Alabama and out onto Florida’s long, desolate and boring country highway into the panhandle and past Pensacola. On the drive home, I started feeling a lot of nervous anxiety. I was suddenly
It is not often that you get to wake up to a perfectly painted peach, pink and purple coated sky, witness the feel of a salty sea breeze brush up against your skin or stare out into the atmosphere, trying to figure out at which shade of blue the ocean concludes and where the sky begins. Had this been a few months ago I would be exploring Castle Hill in Budapest, making headway towards the glaciers of Argentine Patagonia or even tasting my way through Greece. But instead, I will pack my bags with a heavy heart to kickoff my expedition to the place that needs me the most. With my ticket in hand, I would board my flight to Houston, Texas.
It was the very late night of Saturday August 1st, when I sat at my computer thinking about how my favorite Vegas site, VegasChatter, cashed out for the last time the day before. My favorite site on the computer screen before me, now frozen in time and never to be updated again. No more unique perspectives, inside words and fresh reviews I had not only grown accustomed to, but checked each day (multiple times).
Howdy, I’m Jessie! I’ve lived in Las Vegas for most of my life and must confess right off the bat to being a bit of an adrenaline junkie. Yes, I look like a normal, everyday type of girl in my photos, but those are just snapshots. In real life, I’m always moving and always in search of my next great adventure. It’s a wonder the photographer got me to slow down long enough to capture my long, lean, athletic limbs and the long brown hair flowing down my back. Usually I’m just a blur as I whiz by the camera! It’s all I can do to sit down long enough to write this, but I know you’re curious, and my photos caught your eye. Now I bet you’d like to know a little more about me.
On September 08, 2015 at approximately 9:29 PM I, Deputy Bowring, was dispatched to shots fired and the subjects were in a black in color, Nissan pickup, heading north bound on Farm to Market 288 toward State Highway 154.
Have you ever had to travel for 9.5 hours or more to a destination you've been dying to go to? Sadly I have, and once we arrived in Texas it was all worth the lengthy car drive. While my family and I were driving to Texas my brother had to go to the bathroom every five minutes it seemed like. My family and I did so many fun things in Texas with my grandparents. Unluckily there were also some tragic events that happened. The vacation was as fun as a great trip.
Thumb: In February, 2015 my family and I went on a road trip to Mexico. The drive there took about 3 days (with stops included) on our way there we passed by a couple states. My least favorite state that we passed by was Arizona. It was my least favorite because it was super hot and the only thing I saw was desert land and tumbleweeds, it looked like a scene of an old western movie the whole drive through there. I liked passing by New Mexico because we stopped at a really cool huge truck stop store place that had a bunch of souvenirs to look at and it had a little room of arcade games that me and my brother got to play on. When we went into mexico the first thing I noticed was the instant change of smell. When we rolled down the windows it smelled like a mixture of homemade tortillas and what it smells
Don’t let my title mislead you, as this isn't a tale about booze and hook-ups as you might think when you come across this famous quote. Let's start off by clarifying that I mean this in the most negative connotation that what happens in Las Vegas should seriously stay there. Everything about my first trip to the “ fabulous” city I’ve been fantasizing my whole life about was a disaster from start to finish, and I was counting down the minutes until my Monday morning check out so I could get the hell out of there. Picture me, New year’s eve, standing alone with on the Vegas strip with over 300,000 people cramming into a drunken block party of shoulder thuds and baby strollers. I
The windows on the rusty station wagon began to shake, turning the music up to hide the laughter from the back seat. It came from Liam and Maggie, the love birds. Khloe and I sat in the front, I drove while she uses the worn out GPS. We made a good team. This was a beginning of a long road trip filled with amusing jokes and lots of laughs. We are headed to Arizona for the weekend to stay at my grandma's house. She only lives there in the winter to get away from the frost and snowy weather up in Minnesota. Liam, Maggie, Khloe and I just graduated from high school this spring and decided to go on a road trip together. We have all been really good friends all four years of school. We only have two more hours until we arrive in Phoenix, Arizona. If one more person complains about being hungry or asks “If we are there yet” I’m going to lose it.
After dating for two years, my boyfriend Steven and I finally got to go on our first vacation together. The two people that made it all possible are Steven’s Aunt and Uncle, Erin and Bobby. They were generous enough to finance our trip to Las Vegas, although they didn’t know me beforehand. They took us to many adventures and were very accepting of me. Erin and Bobby made an incredible impact on me with their loving spirit and generosity.
Have you ever been to a city where you can bungee jump off of a skyscraper? Well I have and it is a blast. Me, my mom, molly, and her mom all were flying to Las Vegas. We left late on a Thursday night. We got to the airport and boarded our plane. The flight was about 2 hours long, so we got there around 10pm since there is a 2 hour time difference. We stepped out of the plane and we were ready for Vegas.
I just wanted to take a little time to thank you for talking to me and Tej or an extensive period of time yesterday. It was very nice to have a genuine conversation that went beyond the realm of accounting, and I appreciate you not only telling me about your life and your experiences but also asking about my life as well. I specifically enjoyed hearing about your experiences in college as well as your recent adventures on the Zipline in Vegas. Culture is very important to me as I go through the recruiting process and meeting you as well as many other PwC professionals definitely enhanced my already high interest in the firm.
The road trip is a sacred rite of passage for many newly graduated high school students. I was so fascinated by the wild stories my older brothers and their friends told about their road trips that I could not wait to experience my own. Three close friends and I planned a short but adventure-packed trip to Miami, Florida. We had high hope for the long weekend.