Be Present or Document My Presence?

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I don’t know about you but I always have these grandiose ideas about my travels before they happen. Then I arrive at my destination and my experience is very different than how I imagined it would be. That’s not a bad thing. It’s just what it is.

So here I am 20 days into my adventure and I’m presented with the challenge of being present in these moments or stopping to document these moment (for myself and friends).

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FIRE!!!

A few years ago some friends and I were dining at a restaurant in Chicago that shall remain nameless. We hadn’t chosen the restaurant based on reviews of their food or service. The choice was based strictly on it’s proximity to the movie theater next door where we’d purchased tickets to a show. As we dined and laughed enjoying each other’s company we didn’t notice that one of our fancy schmancy paper napkins had come dangerously close to the candle adorning the table. Before we knew it, there was a fire at our table. Continue reading

Paris Day 3: Jet Lag & Super Glue

I’ve never experienced jet lag like this before. I’ve felt sluggish and maybe found it a little difficult to get going in the morning but never anything like this. For the second day straight I’m just really getting going WELL after noon. But considering it’s 08:00 at home I’m still pretty much on schedule. Continue reading

Paris Day 2: Things I’ve Learned So Far

1. Tips are already included in your cab fare to and from the
airport. Cabbies don’t even expect more because they’ve
already included their tip in the fare.
— A nice told me this when I tried to tip him.
— It’s not uncommon to be in a cab that has wifi.
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The Tour Guide & The Local (Part 1)

I spent this past weekend being a tour guide of sorts to an out of town guest. He’s only been to Chicago once before, on business, so I tried to make sure he got to enjoy the city like a local this time around. It’s sometimes easy to forget what a great city Chicago really is. When you’re caught up in the hustle and bustle of day-to-day life, you often overlook the history and sheer beauty of this town. It’s not until you find yourself pointing out landmarks and answering questions that you remember “My city ROCKS!!!” Continue reading

Why I Decided to Quit My Job to Move to Europe (La Première Partie)

Let me just start out with a couple of housekeeping items. Firstly, I’m using the word “move” pretty loosely. I’ll explain that more later. Secondly, this blog entry likely won’t give you all the details you think it might. Perhaps I’ll write the entire story at some point during or after this journey. Now that that’s taken care of, let’s get started.

Over the years I’ve often thought about…

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Why I Decided to Quit My Job to Move to Europe (La Première Partie)

Let me just start out with a couple of housekeeping items. Firstly, I’m using the word “move” pretty loosely. I’ll explain that more later. Secondly, this blog entry likely won’t give you all the details you think it might. Perhaps I’ll write the entire story at some point during or after this journey. Now that that’s taken care of, let’s get started.

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