So my great adventure has hit a snag. You see, I'm not one to turn my blog into a diary, the usual red flag of a boring read. But for me to continue on even a weekly basis, that's what it might have to be.
And I won't let that happen.
The trip up was packed with awe and an adventurous spirit that I can't duplicate while working your typical 40-hour week and living a standard day-to-day life. Sure, I could try to make my trips to grocery stores and auto repairs a breathtaking epic, but I've hit a creative lull -- mainly because I don't have an outstanding event to springboard a competent and engaging post. Especially one that is suitable for my parents, grandma and boss.
But, there is one thing I can do as I wait for this tide to ebb.
It wasn't long ago I was on a 10-hour flight home from Paris, scrawling my experiences on a notebook of drafting paper. I wrote two days into the trip in about 10 pages, so Wednesday I'll transcribe that and finish the story up. My incomplete Webshots album can be found here. That, also, will be completed soon.
When the occasion calls for it, I'll update my Alaska life, but it's kind of lather-rinse-repeat as it stands.
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Hey bro, thanks for keeping us groupies up to date....
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