A Travel Nightmare Of My Own Making

From my Selfies at the Airport Drinking Wine collection. For print information, please contact me.

From my Selfies at the Airport Drinking Wine collection. For print information, please contact me.

Usually when I tee up a travel blog post, it’s to blast an airline (Southwest) for some terrible, awful thing they did to me. This post is very similar, but with a twist. Yes, I’m flying Southwest. And yes, I’m stuck in an airport. But this time, oh this time, dear readers, I did it to my damn self.

I had to go to our Woodbridge, NJ office for work. The closest airport to Woodbridge, NJ is Newark. If NYC area airports formed a human body-shaped constellation, JFK would be the linty belly button, La Guardia the sweaty underboob, and Newark the dirty butthole.

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A New Enemy Reveals Itself: Last Day of Vacation

This has absolutely nothing to do with this blog post at all. This is just a really cool thing that I got to do while in NC. I rode around the Charlotte Motor Speedway going 185. LIKE A BOSS.

This has absolutely nothing to do with this blog post at all. This is just a really cool thing that I got to do while in NC. I rode around the Charlotte Motor Speedway going 185. LIKE A BOSS.

I swear a blood oath against Last Day of Vacation. They just do not seem to go well for me. Actual vacations, great. Last day of them, new sworn enemy.

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SUNSET SWIMS!

Saturday was the last day of Casey’s family vacation, where 36 of us get together at Lake Norman, NC for a week. Yes, that’s a lot of people. But with three boats, a mix of ages, fairly even tempers all around, a genuine love of one another, and 47 cases of wine, it really does work.

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