Photo of the Day: View from the Key Bridge
Washington DC.
May 17
May 17
Honolulu, Hawaii. Nothing warms my heart like ducklings, heaps of ‘em, all paddling together in their downy little coats. If I could be any animal in the world I would be a duck. You get to float around, fly if you fancy, and know that one day you’ll make a delicious duck a l’orange. That’s more than most people can boast.
Washington, DC On my way back to D.C. from the Maryland Hunt Cup this past weekend, I passed a sign that read “Family Yard Sale” by the side of the road. I pulled over to find this: a patch of grass staked with PVC pipes supporting the maimed carcasses of bootylicious mannequins. Their figures, clad in the spandex of a bygone era, were positioned provocatively towards the street, which is to say that each specimen stood rump-out. Meanwhile, a building across the street bore a Heineken billboard that read “Natural Selection”. Natural Selection my ass! Wait a minute…
After noting the ingenious product placement, a few thoughts popped to mind. Namely, what the hell kind of a family only sells leggings at a yard sale? And then, what the hell kind of a family wants to get RID of these stretchy treasures? And lastly, is it reasonable to buy hideously printed spandex pants with the hope that one day I could wear them to a “Saved by the Bell” themed party?
My verdict was no, that would be the opposite of reasonable, so I got back in the car and left. As you’d expect, I’ve been suffering from buyer’s remorse ever since.
Somewhere along the road between Bariloche, Argentina and Puerto Montt, Chile.
The Badass Travel Advice Series: Vol. 2.
I gleaned these tips from a conversation I had with a guy in Taipei. I’m not at liberty to disclose any other information about him except that he has traveled extensively in politically unstable countries. Here is some of the travel advice he gave me:
I’ve come across many different types of travelers along the way. There are the hardcore adventurists, there are the place collectors, there are the extreme backpackers. Though I like to think that my travel style falls somewhere between dirty backpacker and gourmand globetrotter, I always appreciate talking to people with more distinct travel characteristics. But before I embark on an interview series with these fascinating individuals, here are some lessons I’ve learned along the way. Here goes:
Always bring:
When in doubt:
If you have any tips you’d like to share please don’t hesitate to leave them in the comments!
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