There are 24 hours in a day, and 7 whole days in a week. 4 weeks equate to 1 month, but it still feels like I just got here. My 30 day stay in Hua Hin has reached its limit this Saturday evening. I'll be headed to Phuket in the morning. I'm just now getting my bearings around this beautiful town; barely scratching the surface of
A place geographically located maybe 3 or 4 hours south of Bangkok; I’ve been waking up in Hua Hin for about a week now. I’ll be here for the next 3 weeks wearing shin guards, kicking heavy bags under the guidance of Muay Thai instructors. Before I suffer any brain damage from all the elbows and head kicks, I’d like to take the time and write about
It’s been a continuous series of connections, and brief periods of intermission since Thursday morning. I stayed up all night after a bike ride through Philadelphia, repacking and second guessing what I needed to bring with me. Beginning with an Amtrak from Philly to DC, I took a Lyft back to Arlington so I could return the apartment keys. From there, it was onward to Dulles for the first
I Spent the last couple of days talking about a bike ride, but never got to it as the evening rolled around. I did, however, manage to go for a walk, and take photos. A brief backstory; when the lockdown began in 2020, I was in bad shape after about a month. My normal routine of going lifting at the gym, or training Muay Thai was not an option anymore.
In celebration of this garrulous Gemini season, I’ve properly learned how to integrate a comments section. 🙂
I embarked on my 2nd trip to Seattle this past April, flying Alaska Airlines. We were nearly there by the time I remembered that they offer free WiFi. Streaming a movie would have been a much better way to pass the time, rather than counting people as they got up to use the bathroom. It seems like just as soon as the mandatory seatbelt light goes off, everybody wants to
The last time I played basketball was here at this playground over 15 years ago. I’m at an old rec center called The Water Tower, and I may have been about fifteen or sixteen years old at the time. When I first moved to this part of Philly, I would come here since it wasn't that far of a walk. Playing ball was all I did outside,
Despite it being more than a few weeks into Spring, most days so far have been rather chilly. Now that the Muay Thai camp I’ve been attending is over, my Sunday obligations have rescinded. The weekend is restored, and now properly back in my possession. With newly acquired freedom, I decided to take the drive up to Philadelphia. A brief prologue; I haven’t been home since December for