Activities

Been stocking up on things to write about b/c life has brought one great adventure after another lately. Shown below was the first adventure that arrived... my good friend Adam was in town with friends after an extensive road trip throughout California. They emerged from their wooded home in Trinity County & managed three major cities (can you tell?).

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Some great hiking in the Los Angeles hills led to some delicious BBQing at the home that night, with a rousing game of Monopoly. You know it.



Friday morning at 6:30am Adam & friends took leave to their next California destination while I pressed on to another day of work. Alas, this Friday night brought on adventure number two. Some friends & I found our way to a new destination in Los Angeles, the Roberts & Tilton Gallery.



As seen above, it was the opening night of skateboarding legend, Ed Templeton's photo exhibit, The Seconds Pass. Collaged in frames across the white walls were years of photos Ed has taken from the seat of a car looking out. Many told stories of fleeting moments, while others seemed to be poised ideas.



Sunday brought us to a Southern California tradition... beach party! My friend Max is moving back to upstate New York to live on a farm, so what better way to leave California for the opposite extreme than get outdoors & into the sand.



Good times were had all in all at Point Dume that day. Cheers to Max on his further adventures.

Hostel Living

Just over two years ago, I spent sixty some odd days as a traveler. Each day involved a new journey & something amazing new to see, but it also made me aware of my surroundings in a completely unique way. With each day, brought night & a need for a place to rest our eyes. This was where a new world of hostel living entered my life.

Venice Beach Hostel & Hollywood Blvd Hostel

Recently though, I have been noticing around many of the places I frequent here in Los Angeles there are second and third floor hostels in areas I had never even noticed before. I found myself looking up to the windows, barely catching glipses of rickety bunk-beds & kaki clad Europeans on adventures of their own.

Alas, looking up into those same windows I can see my past experiences. The times when I sat on the edge of my bunk, looking out of a forgein window, down at a magnificent city I had only read about in books, or out at the Jungfrau at the foot of the Swiss Alps. I was there. Ready to explore.

Above is a picture of the hostel I stayed in while visiting Interlaken in Switzerland. I only hope the travelers today are enjoying my city as much as I enjoyed theirs.