Days 28–32: She Comes Back to Life

OK, OK. I admit it. For the last 5 days I’ve been sucked into a travelers vortex.

Day 33: A Comedy of Errors Kinda Day

After tossing and turning, flipping and flopping, I awoke from a restless sleep.

Days 36–39: It’s Not About the Birthday After All

Day 24: Uber Secrets and Beautiful People

Nothing stirs me like Australia. I’ve been coming here for years but today will be…

Day 49: Short is the New Long

After 48 days of feeling like a scragle head, I decide it’s time for a fresh look to close out my FIFTY day adventure.

Day 47/48: Jet Lag Hangover in Beverly Hills

I arrive in a jet lagged daze. 
It seems surreal to pull into our hotel. The view…

Day 26/27. I Just Dance the Way I Feel

There’s something about that feeling of the unknown. 
A hint of insecurity. A splash of…

Day 23: Found my Wings and a Whole Lot More

Today is a travel day. Not a “one flight and we’re there” kinda day. More like…

Days 40/41: Flying Sheep, Vineyards, and Food Fare.

Days 43–45: The Unplanned Detour