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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.

Saturday, October 11, 2008

Gone But Not Forgotten

I thought with a broken foot I would be writing more, but alas. It made me sad and depressed no thoughts were coming to mind except getting the hell better and doing laundry. Now that I only have 5 days left until work I can see the light. I feel inspired. This is the weekend I moved here last year and it feels great. Blue Angels are in town, buzzing my bedroom window with practices every day and I am able to walk without my high-tech boot for the first time. There are several rooftop parties around today, I am going to one with Debbie Shimizu on Broadway and Steiner. Tomorrow, I am having a BBQ with Heather and Kris Peterson. Monday I am doing laundry, Tuesday buying new shirts for work and Wednesday, thank-goodness, I am going back to work! I never thought I would say this but I miss Izzy's something crazy! I want to thank my Scottish mate Hammie for luring me to Glasgow and Joelle for believing in me. Of course, mom and dad go without saying. I am ready to start traveling again and hopefully when my desk gets sorted out, writing that great novel. Hahaha. Well, let's just start with the blog!

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