#CaddyTrippin up Highway 1
I wasn’t going to write this blog post. Well, I was going to write it, but not the way it’s now written. I’m not one to be incentivized to write product reviews.
The Girls
I went to a very large high school in Colorado. There were about 4,000 students total and just shy of 1,000 in my graduating class. Needless to say, I certainly didn’t know everyone. Post high school, I chose to go to the University of Colorado in Boulder.
The Art of Doing Nothing
Every year I fly to Arizona to spend either Christmas or New Years with my grandparents. They live in a little town called Carefree, just north of Scottsdale. Carefree is just as it sounds — a sleepy town littered with cacti and adobe houses. They’ve lived in Arizona for as long as I can remember.
Vegas, Baby.
I’m currently on day seven of being in Las Vegas. Generally, I hit my “Vegas Max” at four days. Alas, I’m still here.
And I’m exhausted.
My Parisian Guardian Angel
Sometimes I can’t believe I have a job that allows me to travel abroad. I love traveling and soaking in new and different cultures.
Post-Vacation Depression
This summer, I actually went on vacation. I hadn’t been on vacation, on a real vacation where I don’t check email or dial into just one conference call, since 2009. I was due.
13 Days
Today marks day 1 of the longest time I’ve been away from San Francisco since I moved two and a half years ago.
