As mentioned in the past few posts, I turned 40 this year! In fact, I turned 40 this past Tuesday. Before May 28th, 2020 I will conquer at least 40 adventures of varying danger and excitement levels. Each month I will commit to taking on one big and exciting adventure. How do I define adventure? What makes it a large vs small adventure? That’s totally up to my discretion. My blog, my opinions. I will do a blog post of each month’s large adventure shortly after it’s completion. Sometime around my 41st birthday I will do one or two longer posts about the other 28. That’s the goal anyway.
The weekend after Valentine’s Day 2019, one of my favorite museums had a fun and strange event. The American Visionary Art Museum has a rotating collection that displays “outsider art.” Basically it’s from artists who are self-taught and can include anything from prisoner sock art to William Burroughs’ shotgun paintings. I’m always hopeful I’ll see John Waters at one of my visits but continue to strike out. I digress, I decided attending the AVM event should turn into a weekend in Baltimore!
Germany does have a killer lexicon. Today was a lot of driving and a lot of sheep. Seriously though, I’ve seen more lambs today than the rest of my life combined. I wasn’t aware this was where all sheep spawn from. Also the landscape is terribly dull. I thought it was just that I was tired yesterday that I kept zoning out but it’s the roads. It’s all beautiful and the roads are in great condition with very few, shallow potholes! The problem, it’s constant green fields and straight, flat pastures and roads. It’s too calming to drive. Continue reading “Fernweh: Being homesick for a place you’ve never been to”
Roswell! Prepare for tacky, alien nonsense. But there are only so many alien souvenir shops a man can go to, so I had to expand my activities to Carlsbad. Fortunately I now have a local friend (possibly a disguised alien) who was willing to be seen with me and show me around. I continue to meet the most fantastic people and she is certainly at the top of the list. I wouldn’t have seen all the great sights today without her.
I survived the Clown Motel! There’s a lot that can be said for it but I think it’s better if everyone experiences it for themselves. No database system, no confirmation emails, leaving keys under mats, next to a 100 year old cemetery, sketchy bathroom. This place has it all…or rather has nothing…I don’t know, man, just stay there and figure it out for yourself.
The title quote is for Vinny, who is fairly certain I won’t make it through the night. Tonight I sleep in the infamous Clown Motel of Tonopah, NV.
Vinny, if I meet my demise tonight, I will Facebook Live it as promised. Continue reading “Day 12: We’re all going to die, all of us; what a circus! – CB”
While most of my trips focus on the tourist trap theme, I’m always looking for places that offer animal encounters. In order to get me moving though, these encounters have to be more that just feeding goats at some third rate petting zoo. That’s a lie. I’ve traveled over an hour to feed goats, pigs, and llamas at a crappy backyard “animal rescue.” My love of animals and my love of travel have frequently combined for animal encounter adventures. This post will focus on four.