The untold story of that time I drove from Florida to California without knowing anyone to start a dream job. I lived in an RV for 3 weeks. Happiest days of my life.
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The untold story of that time I drove from Florida to California without knowing anyone to start a dream job. I lived in an RV for 3 weeks. Happiest days of my life.
It’s 3 a.m. on a Saturday in December, and Stela and I are wide awake, frantically grabbing every piece of winter clothing we can find, giggling at the bulkiness of my borrowed snowboard pants...
My first thought when I see the NASA Ames Visitor Center is, “This is it?” I am standing in an empty parking lot just outside the gate to Moffett Field, where it looks like someone...
Fear is natural. It’s a basic biological response essential to our self-preservation. At least that’s what I keep telling myself as I climb the 400 steep, narrow steps of Moro Rock, a...
We go on a road trip to see the largest tree in the world. Things start off rather rocky...
Since summer is almost over, I decided to go on a spontaneous trip to Santa Cruz last week. I hadn’t had a beach day all summer, and I longed for a hot day spent lazing in the sun and...
I visit the 170,000-pound behemoth of a space shuttle Endeavour at the California Science Center in L.A. There are screaming children. There are annoying tourists. And there are slides. Read more...
I guess you could say I like garlic. I guess you could say I like garlic enough to drive 50 miles to a festival that celebrates it. I guess you could say I like garlic enough to ditch my friends and...
“Just drop me off anywhere in LA,” I tell my friends. “I’ll get by on my own.” It’s Sunday, our last full day in Los Angeles, which has been designated as...
As K drives along the freeway in Los Angeles, I take note of the unusually overcast skies and the notoriously bad traffic. Southern California and Northern California play a constant tug of war over...