travel diary

I’m all alone in this world, she said,
Ain’t got nobody to share my bed,
Ain’t got nobody to hold my hand—
The truth of the matter’s
I ain’t got no man.

Big Boy opened his mouth and said,
Trouble with you is
You ain’t got no head!
If you had a head and used your mind
You could have me with you
All the time.

She answered, Babe, what must I do?

He said, Share your bed—
And your money, too.


One of the best and worst parts of travel for me is being alone. generally, I love being alone,
thrive on it,and
dwell in it
but this week was beyond being alone, i'm just lonely; crying in my car lonely; and left wondering why i don't have the kind of camaraderie the other counselors on the road have.

speaking of travel, i'm in savannah, trying not to spend a dime. i have seattle coming up in 18 days (dang, need to buy the ticket) and i would prefer to spend there.

anyway, the poem above is "50-50" by Langston Hughes (my love). this is the first poem i memorized.this is the first poem where i realized that poems didn't have to rhyme or imitate Robert Frost.

the tell all

yesterday i sped home from Montgomery to catch the day's episode of oprah. mckenzie phillips was the guest du jour disclosing ALL of her business: her incestous relationship with her pappi! ick. nast! she actually told ALL of the americas and ALL countries in several languages of the world that she willingly sexed her daddy for 10 years. while watching, the only thing I could think was why? not why she slept with her dad, i wouldn't dare delve into that hot mess. but why tell everyone? why set yourself as an easier target for judgement? why let a family secret out of the bag? why not just talk it up to a psychiarist? why do we (celebs esp.) feel the need to disclose our deepest and darkest secrets?



honestly, i can't relate. i'm a big secret keeper. i'm already a super private person so its easy for me not to reveal aspects of my life, even the mundane aspects.

so what makes celebs, or even us average people, confess to secrets that could have remained a secret otherwise?

i suppose the sense of relief is the reason. forgiveness....self forgiveness, can also be a factor. but what do these confessions of past transgessions do for the person, or people, you actually tell it to besides create truly awkward future encounters?

birmingham montgomery

i'm in my 3rd(?) week of travel and i'm exhausted. it's only the third week! this week is my alabama week. i started in birmingham on sunday (yes, sunday) then drove down to montgomery.i think i'm going to add birmingham to my list of cities i love(i mean it has whole foods, sephora, AND great shopping). why did i think it would extra aggressive with the backwards country behavior. i really need to stop pre-judging situations. birmingham is actually a better city than the one i am currently residing in...hmmmm.

mmmmm

doesn't this look so good?!

one thing i love about travel is the food. specifically, finding unique eateries (not franchises...no shade to chilli's).

i found this awesome crepe restaurant called crepes and more in parrish, florida. the picture above is an apple crepe with baked cinnamon apples, nutella, and raspberry sauce and whipped cream on top.

i'm making myself sooooo hungry!

i'm back from vegas and in tampa (for work). here are some vegas pix...hope you enjoy!