I knew I was going to try to cut back on my travels throughout 2020, but holy hell… talk about my hand getting forced.
That’s actually not true. I’m not really going back to Bali, but as this posts, I am currently somewhere over the Pacific Ocean on my way back to Indonesia.
I had only been to Chicago once and since I was just out of college and knew someone that ran a bar so let’s just say I didn’t see and experience much of the city.
Nothing really to say… just some pictures from a long weekend in New York City last year for some family-time and sightseeing.
I started last year’s post with: “This past year was a big one for me, travel-wise. So much so that I actually think I burned myself out.” Well, I ended up going even bigger this year driving nearly 14,000 miles and flying almost 40,000 miles… New York, Chicago, Boston, Dubai, Singapore, the Maldives, Hawaii and all my normal camping, hiking, biking, and national parks trips around the west.
By the time this fall rolled around, when I normally do a long road trip to capture the fall foliage and then spend some time in the desert, I was actually more content sticking around home than I was heading back out on the road – mentally, but financially as well
Over the course of three days, I walked nearly 30 miles around Singapore this past spring, which I think was pretty impressive considering how much I also took the incredibly efficient MRT around as well.
t was an incredible city and I loved every moment there, but I can’t say I really did anything notable because all I really did was wander and take pictures of the dizzying sensory-fest of a city.
I’m not sure what was going on this spring, but holy hell… I saw some of the best sunrises and sunsets I’ve ever seen in Moab.