Impromptu picnics in my family usually involve raiding a local restaurant for food and heading to the nearest beach, which, considering the fact we live on an island, isn’t exactly a rocket science task.
This is part of the Facebook event invitation for a friend’s annual summer fiesta. It made me laugh, so I had to share.
The summer only lasts 3 months long, and that’s just about as long as we’re going to last. Don’t be sad, it’s okay. Let’s just accept it. And move forward.
This is what happens when I go to the library. Purchase two, rent four.
Speaking of even numbers, I also picked up two scarves, two shirts, and two pairs of shorts at local thrift/boutique stores. I’m enjoying this whole, “Purchase clothing acceptable to wear in Phoenix,” thing. Alas, I am a little melancholy when I see bright orange sweaters that are too comfortable for words.
Happy Saturday, everyone.
[books shown: The Dharma Bums, A Room With A View, This Must Be Love, Happiness Is A Chemical In The Brain, Lucy The Giant, Just Kids.]
Went to the lake with this lovely lady. As always, you give her a camera and she’ll end up taking pictures of you. At least I snagged one of her. :)
It sort of occurred to me that I don’t blog much about my personal life… at least nothing relatively worthwhile and meaningful [sorry dad, your comments on life are stellar, but not as meaty as other things]. It also just occurred to me that I keep forgetting “occurred” is a double ‘r’ word. Mmph.
So life… at the moment… yep. Can you tell I’m slightly horrendous at talking about my life? Or at least blogging about it?
I’m graduating in a week and for any curious people, my gown is red and I look fabulous in red, so I’m a bit thrilled about that. My poor older brother was stuck with lavender robes his graduation year, but ended up not attending the commencement ceremony for reasons that shall not be named on this blog. Deal?
After I graduate, my plans are to head to Phoenix, Arizona where I know absolutely no one. If you know me, that’s a big step for me because I’ve never gone anywhere on my own without meeting up with family along the way and staying with people I know. If you don’t know me… well, now you know that this is a big step for me. I’m attending a university there, if you were wondering, and am shooting for an English Literature degree and I’m considering getting my teaching certificate as well, just so I can teach English in foreign countries and see the world while actually doing something that has meaning and purpose.
Now I’m thinking this post is too long, but I just have to quickly mention that after I graduate, I’m celebrating with a bonfire. Then next time, I’m road tripping out to Wisconsin to visit my cousin [who is also graduating] because we haven’t seen each other since freshman year of high school and a reunion is in desperate need of happening.
Why am I telling you this? Because I plan on taking photographs of the bonfire celebration, the trip to Wisconsin, the events taking place in Wisconsin, and the journey home. Why? Because it seems people on tumblr like photos of bonfires and s’mores and road trips and sunlight kissing the Montana countryside. Why? I don’t know.
Really though, I figured I needed a way to document my adventures this summer and while I’m in Phoenix and hey, this is a blog and isn’t that what blogging people do? talk about their adventures?
Well here you go Tumblr… I’m going to start telling you about my adventure.
Road Trip 2012.
My cousin is graduating in Wisconsin and I’m attending the graduation party. This is the planned route. I am promising photos [writing, and other stuff] and I might remember to wear bug spray and there’s a possibility I might end up in a dress as some point.
Also, I’m graduating as well, so you can expect photos of that. I swear, I will start updating this blog with more than just reblogged photos. Scout’s Honor.
[is that with three fingers or two? clearly, I was never a scout.]
This is Mazatlán, Mexico. Or rather, this is a rooftop in Mazatlán and I really hope I’m putting the accent in the right place. [it’s been awhile, okay?]
At the time this photo was taken, I was standing on the roof of an unfinished apartment complex owned by José Ramon [J.R.] and his wife, Ilyia, who were hosting my going away party at their house just below and across the courtyard. Simply put, this was my last night in Mexico. After six magnificent weeks, I was still lobster red and very much in love with the people. I think it’s safe to conclude that I didn’t want to leave… also, that I burn very easily.
Hands down, this is my favorite photograph from the trip. Alright, this is my favorite photograph that I took, because there is one photograph that my brother took that I happen to adore as well. I suppose I shall share it with you sometime? [soon, before I forget]
I want to go back. The Sea of Cortes is calling me- a sound mingled with the laughter of children, the warmth of hugs, fathomless brown eyes, and a city so gloriously drenched in sunlight it makes you fall in love with life.
Take me back.