Remember when you were a kid doing something you’re not supposed to be doing and your parents would say, “Do you want to live to see your next birthday?”
Remember when I mentioned in my writeup for Charlotte that this was the squirrely part of the trip? We’re not done yet. I originally planned to spend June in
To quote Shakespeare, “Parting is such sweet sorrow.” As much as I loved St. Pete and didn’t want to leave, I remain committed to this journey and uncovering dormant
When people think of small towns, I think a lot of the time they imagine some cute little place with a welcoming community where everyone gets along and loves
