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Life on Boracay
Things have mellowed out since my little episode a couple weeks ago. My oh my, has it been crazy, though. I apologize (mostly to you, mom) for not writing in ages. Time has been flying as each day seems shorter and shorter under the heaps of dive physics readings pile up. The life of a…
A Moment of Silence for Danielle Yeager
I apologize for the lag in posting, but a recent tragedy has immobilized me from doing much of anything. Two days ago, a friend gave me some terrible news: my friend–a beautiful, funny, creative, free-spirited girl, and briefly my roommate this past summer–Danielle Yeager, passed away. My heart is breaking over and over again for her wonderful…
Thoughts from the jungles of Penang, Malaysia
I was in the jungle for four days. I slept on a wood floor with geckos and jungle insects, falling asleep to the sounds of the jungle, which at times elicited PTSD-like reactions from my Amazon days. The “jungle house” was surrounded by a fruit and rubber tree plantation, in an area ruled by king…
Back in the Boze
I’m exhausted. Leaving San Francisco: Woke up at 4 am, to get a ride to SFO. Danny had to be at work at 6, so he had to drop me off many hours before my 9 am flight. I had stayed at his girlfriends house in the city the night before, mindlessly watching television for…
The Honey Badger made me miss my flight
It’s true. I think. I was sitting at gate C31, in Chicago O’hare, my least favorite airport in the world, just wasting time. I had 2 hours before my flight, so I got comfortable. Bought a $13 salad, and was feeling good about being almost home. My flight was to depart at 6:20. I sat…
The Foggy City
San Francisco! Gosh it’s good to be back. So let’s see: I guess this post begins the day before yesterday. After spending the day in Sebastapol, and seeing the coast and some more redwoods, we decided to head into Frisco for the evening, to meet up with some of my friends from high school. We…
Sebastapol
After a wonderful day in the Redwoods, we moved on Southward towads Sebastapol. Ray has a friend from way back in the day that lives in Sebastapol, and so our goal was to make it to Graham’s house by the evening. We drove pretty much straight through, down the 1, and only stopped to cook…
How did I get here?
Well, one of my good friends from college just sent me an email, asking how I ended up coming to Yellowstone in the first place. I guess it’s worth noting. It’s a question my customers ask all the time, and when I have time to explain, this is what I say: I’m the wandering type,…
The bison are mating, it’s time to complain
With all the testosterone in the air from the Bison, I think it’s making me fiesty as well. Working for Xanterra hasn’t been the best experience ever, but I’ve stayed positive because there are awesome people here and I get to live in a National Park. But, when you work in a national park, which…