You know how you see events advertised on Facebook or wherever and it looks like the coolest thing you'll ever do so you immediately contact the person you know who will be totally into going and think it's the coolest thing ever too?
You know how you see events advertised on Facebook or wherever and it looks like the coolest thing you'll ever do so you immediately contact the person you know who will be totally into going and think it's the coolest thing ever too?
It can definitely be done and I'm alive to tell the tale (now that I've gathered the scattered pieces of my life). Disclaimer: you will be exhausted at the end of the 22 hours....in fact, you may get exhausted after reading this post. Also, there's a chance you'll lose your voice (and perhaps a small piece of your soul) on the strip. Don't ask me how....I still can't really pinpoint the exact cause of my vocal incapacity. If you were watching the videos I posted on FB, you'll notice it started early on in the adventure....I just............I don't know guys.
I posted a deal to Vegas for $95 RT (Jet Blue) on my fb page. That was about a month ago.
It can take HOURS to get to any destination in Costa Rica. For example, the drive from Puerto Viejo to San Jose is a solid 5 hours, if not more, with traffic. And there will be traffic.
Recently, I've gotten a lot of questions about Costa Rica. It's become an increasingly more popular destination for travelers. I'll start off with a summary of my itinerary from when I traveled there in 2011.
During the 2010 Winter Olympics, Whistler hosted most of the alpine, Nordic, luge, skeleton, and bobsled events.
It's also less than 2 hours drive from Vancouver. Of course, when we realized how close it was, we had to figure out how to get there. We planned to rent a car and drive there early Sunday morning. And that's just what we did.
3 day weekends are a gift from God wrapped up in the most delightful paper with bows and ribbons and when you open it up, it's filled with friends, sleeping in late, brunch, rooftop parties, beaches and sunshine.
In Ibiza, we realized that to have any meaningful exploration, we needed a car. The clubs and everything else notable are spread out across the island. But to drive a car in Ibiza, and I'm sure in other foreign countries, you need an international drivers license.
Among the four of us and all our stuff, we were prepared to do anything from run the world to birth a baby, yet none of us had the foresight to obtain a foreign drivers license. It's safe to say that none of us had ever heard of such.
Dubai is dusty.....it's also hot, like stifling, you can't take deep breaths type of heat. The, it's 100 degrees at night type of heat.
I definitely cannot hang like I used to.
It is quite evident that I am over 30. I've found some really long grey hairs in my head...they're the full length of the rest of my hairs. It's kinda creepy.
Ok, that's an exaggeration. I didn't almost go to jail in Ibiza....but I could have.
Alright, it's been about a month since I left for Spain, I am sufficiently over the jet lag, regrettably settled back into the normality of my daily routine, my laptop has been restored to greatness....to sum it all up, my life has been gathered and I'm ready to tell you about my trip.