Archive for the 'Travel' Category
Wednesday, November 7th, 2007
Damn monkey
A wealthy old lady decides to go on a photo safari in Africa , taking her faithful aged poodle named Cuddles, along for the company.
Friday, October 19th, 2007
Ridin’ hard to Mayberry
Making my commute back to L.A. today, but I’m DRIVING for a change. 15 hours of pure John — I don’t know if I can take it… I’ll try to blast the satellite and blow out the Bose & maybe drown myself out a bit… LOL
Thursday, July 19th, 2007
When you want to get serious about relaxing…
You really owe it to yourself and your significant other to visit the Collingwood Inn in Ferndale, CA. The food is exquisitely prepared, the owners Chris and Peter do an outstanding job of creating a friendly and relaxed stay… It’s one of the best places I’ve ever stayed, and I travel a lot. Looking forward to many return trips. 
I’ll be writing more about WHY I think the Collingwood is such a gem, but in the meantime, visit their website at www.collingwoodinn.com
Monday, July 9th, 2007
Wait a minute… make that a few hours..
I’m writing this while waiting for a plane at Denver International. It’s become almost a cliche with airline delays again… For the past few years, I’ve been really lucky with flights and getting through airports fairly quickly, even with the gear I usually carry. But not tonight. Weather outside of Chicago made the plane late to Denver, which is the aircraft I need to get to L.A. So here I sit, waiting for a guy I don’t know to get the plane here and get me home. A lot of life is waiting — waiting in line at the bank, waiting for a train to pass, waiting for the rain, waiting for the right time to ask the question… let’s make the most of those moments of waiting. Talk to the people around you, or at least observe and enjoy them. I’m upstairs at DIA in a computer station and an Asian dude in a bad suit is to my left pounding on his laptop to some tunes I can hear through his ear buds. The guy on my right has Bose-style headphones on and is having a VOIP conversation wtih someone, half of which (his half) I am hearing at full volume. This is broken by sporadic announcements from an over-annunciating airport service rep for various customers… Kids scream and leap in a nearby kids play thing, their dad standing with a comatose glazed stare… I talked to a woman earlier who had been at the airport since the previous DAY. Ideally, I’d like to be on my way home. But things could be worse, and it’s not a bad way to spend a couple hours. If I end up staying here till tomorrow, I’ll probably have a totally different opinion…. LOL