Blogs from Tempe, Arizona, United States, North America - page 3

A Premature Goodbye... After getting my car repaired in San Diego, I wrestled with the thought of staying one more night and going strait through to Flagstaff, AZ, but decided to go ahead to segment the drive and stay a night in Big Bear City. Big Bear Mistake, yo. Don't get me wrong, it was a pretty town in the mountains with that Bavarian feel I love....NOT! And, of course, being a Monday it was absolutely dead. Only three others stayed at the Hostel and I had a very low key evening chatting with the owner who seemed to be happy to have someone to talk to. So, ultimately I would have much rather spent another night hangin' with Jessica Jean, but I guess I had to cut loose from the West Coast at some ... read more

Well, I know that this is not about Camp A. But I thought you'd like to see some pictures of the schools I went to look at in Arizona, as well as a few others that we took while we were there. I went to look at 2 schools, one in Tempe and one in Tucson. Mom and I drove there - YUCK! But we made it there and back and had fun too! We went to this cool desert museum and that was really fun. As for the schools, I really liked them both. The one in Tempe is Collins College of Design and I know that I"ll be able to go in as a junior there... well 99% sure. The one in Tucson is The Art Center Design College, not quite sure if I'll ... read more

Well as of yesterday afternoon, I'm back in the good ol' US of A. Coming home was it's own adventure. I don't think I've ever stood in quite as many lines as I did in the Buenos Aires airport. Not only are there the normal check in, security, and passport control lines, you must also pay an airport tax before you leave. I've never heard of it working like that, usually this tax is included in the ticket price. Anyhow, I got to the airport three hours early. No one line was extremely long and yet I barely had time to buy a soda before I boarded the plane. But the real funny story happened in the Phoenix airport. Sham picked me up right outside of security. As we were waiting for my luggage, he ... read more

Well, I'll soon be on my way out of the desert. I bought a Greyhound ticket to LA and I'll be departing at 5:30 AM tomorrow morning. I will need all of you to cross your fingers and wish me well, as I'm going out on a limb and building cardboard boxes for my bike from boxes aquired at the local liquor store. I'll then have to disassemble the bike and get it into the boxes, meeting greyhound's requirements for size and weight. This process will begin tonight, and must be done by 4 AM or so-- Gabe is leaving for work around 5 and he's my only ride to the station. When I get to LA I should be staying with some friends of friends there for a couple days- I'll keep you posted. ... read more

Being the organized and prepared person I am, it is 1:37am on Thursday, May 17, the day I leave for New Jersey and eventually to Europe, and I am still packing my bags. The concept of "backpacking" didn't really hit me till I attempted to cram 10 shirts, 5 pairs of shorts, a pair of jeans, 12 pairs of boxers and socks into the backpack I had purchased to carry around on my back all across Europe. I got the shirts and a pair of shorts in before I had no room left. I suddenly realized that "backpacking" meant wearing the same 2 shirts, the same shorts everyday, and rotating underwear and socks every 3 days. In about 2 weeks, I will be a smelly, stained man roaming the streets of Venice. I won't really ... read more