Okay, not my last.. but it might be awhile before I can "get away" like this without counting my vacation days. I will be rejoining the workforce society in a month. But before I return to the grind of making a living, I decided I will do some living On The Road before then. So my mission is as follows:

Length: 2 1/2 weeks

Places: Frankfurt, Hamburg, Cologne, Heidelberg, Trier, Prague, Paris, and Luxembourg.

I hope to visit all of these cities in my short time span. If not, I suppose I will just have to go back.

Every time I think I am on the right path another road magically appears and I realize that I never left this labyrinth.

I am grateful for the pitchforks in my life. They make life more exciting and terrifying at the same time. Too many roads, one choice, make it count!

I'm not sure how one can get lost going to Philadelphia .. but somehow we managed to find ourselves being the suckers to do exactly just that. It took us 4 1/2 hours to finally arrive to Geno's for some cheesesteak. But then again, I flew 6 hours to go see The Secret Machines in concert. Oh the things we do in life to feed the need...

Despite our long day of driving in continuous circles, I enjoyed Philly... and the green boots..

It's that time of the year again.. Last time I was in DC I remember driving around in circles looking for parking.. It left a bad taste in my mouth.. This time I was able to find what I was looking for quite easily:

I'm not sure where the time went since my last entry. Perhaps I was focused too much on being a great tour guide for JP during his trip to NYC. I was busy with many important tourist attractions like visiting my favorite balls...



Nevertheless, I missed my deadline for the next travel article submission which I'm totally bummed about. Hopefully next next issue should I ever get my lazy butt to start thinking creatively again.

Today the thought crossed my mind that I have been void of all work related disciplines for the past several months. Although it was dreadful for me to get into the office by 9:00 am (or something like that) every morning I still made it relatively on time to work for the past umph years. But now, waking up anytime before 11:00 am is an ordeal! Is this a sign that I cannot go back to work?? Am I not ready? I'm not ready - that's for sure. I'm beginning to enjoy my lazy days of doing the little everyday pleasures in life. I still love to work and want to work but not in the conventional 9-5 type of thing.. more like a 11 to whenever schedule. 11:00 am to 1:00 am.. that's cool! This only means that I must go into business for myself, where most of my work occurs at night! (whoa, that sounds shady!)