My Phone Broke … Again.

I had about an hour before I needed to leave my hotel for the airport. I was catching a flight from Budapest to Madrid, and I wanted to make sure I had plenty of time for check-in. I thought to myself, “You know, there’s been that nagging notification...

Time for a Little R&R

After being wrecked by Sziget, Jo and I were ready for some solid rest and relaxation. Literal footage of me: So I started my post-Sziget day by sleeping in until noon. When Jo messaged me to say that a Thai massage down the street costs $30 for 1 hour, I...

Final Day at Sziget

Today was a bittersweet day. It was the last day of Sziget. And though I’ve loved almost every minute of it, I’m completely exhausted. Either the festival stops or my body stops. It’s one or the other. This music festival was above and beyond what...

I Met a Guy From Dallas and Cried

Here’s the deal – I’m homesick for random things. Like Blue Bell. Tex-Mex. People who understand what real sweet tea is. It’s not that I’m ready to come home, but it’s that I miss familiarity. So when I noticed the American flag...

You Can’t Sit With Us

I tell ya, sometimes I have crap luck. For instance, my hotel kicked me out. Okay, so maybe it wasn’t that dramatic. But it basically was. Due to me having two different bookings at the hotel, I had to change rooms halfway through the week. Not a problem,...