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GYPSY: (noun) One inclined to a nomadic, unconventional way of life. The first time I traveled alone I was 4. My mom pinned a note to my dress then put me on a plane from Atlanta to L.A. to visit my dad for the summer. That must have marked the beginning of my insatiable wanderlust because I can't seem to get enough of running away from home. In the mean time, I've spent my life between a career in the media and years in the hospitality industry. My independence has kept me single but that's a part of life when your first love is travel. I've been robbed in Australia and slept on a park bench in Amsterdam, but at the end of the day, I was on the road and that's where I'm most at home.

Tuesday, September 09, 2008

Crash.....into me.

Well, here is the only photo I have of myself at Burning Man....so FAR! This is the day I met a fabu chick named Crash, and when I thought I lost my camera for good, I get an e-mail from this amazing girl telling me that she has it and is sending it to me tout'de suite! This is the power of the playa at it's best. Man. So, for you non-believers out there, this is why I go to Burning Man. When I get my camera back I will write my stories. For now, I am out of work for a month due to a rather large Samoan chap mistaking my foot for a dance floor. Ouch. Funny, he has absolutely no idea. Ah, the Playa taketh and the Playa giveth away!

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