Words cannot describe how meaningful it was for me to quit my job and backpack the East Coast. I will never forget the places I saw, nor will I stop loving the people I encountered (unless, of course, I suffer a case of explosive amnesia). Words cannot describe the change that occurred within me those three weeks, but if I had to try, it would go as follows:

Plane.
Orange.
Tuba.
Aragorn.

Enjoy :)

(Click the titles for my reviews on some of the places I visited…)

Boston
Where at least three people know my name…

New York City
Brilliant bright lights and beautiful people…

Washington, DC
At least trying to learn something historical…

Virginia Beach
Three days here was four days too many…

New Orleans
“I got Bourbon-faced on shit street,” aka, Land of Classy Tees…