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And so the Adventure begins...
Put a Ring on it
From Russia with Love
This post is dedicated to Donald J Trump. Ā You whinny, narcissistic asshole arenāt the only one whom can have a Russian.
Ā And mine is better.
Ā My best friend in the entire universe is Russian. My ŃŠµŃŃŃŠ°. She is my sister from another mister.
Ā This is us.
Ā Ā We are much better looking than Donny and Vlad.
We met when my family hosted an exchange student my junior year of high school. Tamara was said exchange student.
Ā 10 YEARS AGO!
Ā Since we have graduated college, we have tried to meet up at least once a year. Three years ago we went to Nashville. Last year we went to Barcelona. This year we went to Hawaii-courtesy of Tamaraās work.
Ā Grumpy, your Russian may have won you an election, but mine got me a trip to Hawaii FOR FREE! AT AN ALL INCLUSIVE RESORT!
A whole week of shenanigans, sunburns, and Mai Taiās.
Ā Since this trip was technically a rewards conference for Tamaraās work, the majority of the trip was planned. It included pre-planned activities such as team building competitions, snorkeling, and the Feast at Lele with plenty of pool time in between. The last full day was a free day.
Ā I was in Heaven.
Ā At breakfast that morning Tamara mentioned that she wanted to do the Road to Hana as some of her fellow Russian coworkers were going and had rented a jeep. I did a bit of research. I told her we couldnāt do the whole thing since we were starting late and had to be back for dinner. I asked her if there was any room left in the Russian piloted jeep.
Ā Unfortunately there wasnāt. We were on our own in terms of transportation if we wanted to go.
Ā I went to the Enterprise desk in the lobby to see if we could get a car. Apparently everyone and their mother wanted to go on the Road to Hana. By the time I got there, 4 groups were in front of me.
Ā As I was waiting in line, I started looking on my phone to see if I had any discounts for enterprise for being airline crew.
Ā I did.
Ā Once I got to the front of the line I made small talk with the Enterprise Representative. And by small talk, I mean cracking jokes, being inappropriate, and causing trouble of the best kind. I was told I was her favorite customer.
Ā Because duh.
Ā After our bonding session, I was informed that she only had one car left.
Ā It was a Camaro convertible.
Ā With my discount it would only be $120 for the day. SOLD!
Ā I saw the Russianās Jeep and raised them a Camaro.
Ā We spent the day with the top down and exploring the beautiful island of Maui. Ā Since I was the only one with an American driverās license, I drove. There was one problem with this plan, I am a horrific driver.
Ā On the way back to our hotel, I caused one of my Russian passengers to get carsick with my tight turns and frequent braking. We also narrowly avoided 4 car crashes.
Ā I didnāt know what the problem was; I was having a blast.
Ā Ā Besides the minor nausea, we made it back to the hotel without further incident. We spent the remainder of the night at a company-arranged dinner retelling our adventure to anyone who would listen and getting well and truly drunk. It was a fantastic way to end an amazing trip.
Ā The next day, Tamara and I parted ways with a promise to keep in touch and plan a bigger, better vacation next year.
Ā I was thinking a road trip up the California coast.
Ā Donāt worry. Iāll drive.
Justice
Weāre All Made of Stars
The following post was written in the beginning of May but life (and laziness) got in the way and I have not actually transcribed it from paper until today.
This past year I bought season tickets to the Fox Theatre-for the sole purpose of getting first dibs on Hamilton tickets when the National Tour comes to Atlanta.Ā
So excited.
Sundayās show was Finding Neverland, the story of playwright JM Barrie and his inspiration behind the story of Peter Pan. Hoping to find my own inspiration, I picked up a London Heathrow trip-I was suffering from a major case writers block. I have had plenty of material, but the words were lost to me. I had lost my mojo.
Ā So Monday afternoon I downloaded the soundtrack to Finding Neverland, packed my newly purchased and quite expensive DSLR camera, and picked up the trip.
As I write this in my travel journal, I am sitting in the middle of Hyde Park with a lovely view of Kensington Palace. People of all ages, nations, and occupations are walking around and relaxing in the sun-for once it is not cloudy.Ā
All IĀ packed was a sweaterā¦
I had fully intended to write a profound prose about creativity, independence, and passion, but my mind is currently preoccupied going over the most peculiar encounter.Ā
Rewind to about 45 minutes ago. I was walking around Hyde Park after taking a quick trip to Harrods to get my Blend #49 Black Tea (itās my life force) with the intention of taking some fantastic shots with my Camera (that at this point I had carried around all of London). Come to find out I left my SIMs card in my laptop in Atlanta.
Ā So that ruined my plans.
I decided to enjoy the nice weather and find a quiet, shady spot to sit, mediate, and find my own James Barrie inspiration. Maybe, I too, would encounter a charming British family that could spark my imagination.
About 10 minutes into my search for a potential muse, I see a guy walking towards me. I make eye contact with him briefly and quickly look away. Iām coward.Ā As we pass each other, I do a double take because my brain has finally registered āOh look! Boy!ā A cute British boy at that. Apparently he was thinking āOh look! Girl!ā Because as we pass each other we make eye contact once more and, again, look away.Ā At this point I smile because what else can you do when you awkwardly make eye contact not once but twice. So we pass each other. Not five seconds later I look back again because I want to see dat ass. As I turned around to take a peek, he has also turned and we make eye contact AGAIN! We are about 20 feet from each other at this point and I laugh and grin.
I turn back around and continue on my way thinking this was just a moment worthy of a fucking James Blunt song.
Ā I walk for a couple more minutes listening to the Finding Neverland soundtrack humming āCircus of Your Mindā because it is a damn good song. And Iām obsessed. All of the sudden I am interrupted by a guy-the guy! He had turned around and run all the way to catch up with me. I can just picture it now-He walks away, slowing down as he thinks of that brief encounter-finally stops and thinks, āhow can I let that fine piece of ass walk away! I have to find her!ā-Worthy of a rom-com!
Ā Now I donāt know if this ACUTALLY happened but in my mind that is how it went. He strikes up a conversation with me and walks with me along the Serpentine. We speak of work, life, and the weather-it really was unusually beautiful. We get to the end of Hyde Park and he tells me he is acutally supposed to be meeting friends for a poker game in the opposite direction. He had walked out of his way for THIRTY FUCKING MINUTES just because he wanted to walk with me. ME! He wanted to walk with me!!! We part ways after exchanging information.
And his name?
James.
Ā My own James Barrie moment of inspiration came, not in the form of a family of 5 in Kennsington Gardens but of a single, 34 year old, attractive Brit. Whom went out of his way to walk and talk with a single, 26 year old, awkward American after a brief connection in Hyde Park.
London, you never disappoint.
Forever Yours,
Secrets of the MHC
"Because when you stop and look around, this life is pretty amazing." -Dr. Seuss
Fire is the test of gold; adversity, of strong men. -Martha Graham
Bad and Boujee
"Rivers know this: There is no hurry. We shall get there someday." A. A. Milne
The ocean is everything I want to be. Beautiful, mysterious, wild, and free.
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Silent Night
Thank Goodness 2016 is Over!
2016. The year:
Ā Professor Snape died, Princess Leia died, Willie Wanka died, and my love life died. Ā
Ā The Cubs won the World Series the same day my boyfriend broke up with me.
Ā Donald Trump won the presidency (still in denial) and Nice, Aleppo, and Berlin happened (still heartbroken).
Ā Iām so over it. I even bought a sweatshirt that I says āIām TOTALLY over it.ā
Ā Itās green.
Ā I am cautiously optimistic for 2017. I am currently sitting in the bathroom having the worst cramps ever and listening to the Moana soundtrack. Fuck you too.
Ā There is a gif circling around social media with 3 different Meryl Streeps. Happy Meryl in the beginning of 2016. Tragically disheveled Meryl at the end of 2016. And Devil Wear Prada Meryl in 2017.
I will be Devil Wears Prada Meryl. Iām so excited. Her sass is amazing.
Ā I had the opportunity to ring in the New Year with a kiss. I awkwardly declined, by chugging my glass of champagne after the countdown, hugging the guy buh-bye and taking an uber back home at 12:15.
Ā Ā After my disaster of a relationship in 2016 in which my ex broke up with me right before Game 7 of the World Series, I am over relationships at the moment. After being on Bumble halfheartedly for a month, Iāve decided I am not ready to open myself up to another guy yet. This will not keep myself from shallowly swiping left/right on eligible guys in the Atlanta area, but I have no desire for anything to come of the swipes. 2017 is going to be all about me.
Ā I am going to travel.
Ā I am the worst flight attendant ever who doesnāt use her non-revenue passes. My goal is to travel SOMEWHERE once a month: whether it is domestic or international (working doesnāt count).
Ā Here is my list so far (subject to change):
January=Boston
February=San Juan, PR
March=Park City, Utah
April=Cambodia/Vietnam
May=Dublin, Ireland
June=Nashville, TN
July=NYC
August=Wine Country, California
September=Peru-Machu Picchu
October=Iceland
November=St. Marteen
December=Germany
Ā Traveling can lead to amazing adventures and cultivate self-growth and learning. Iām looking forward to learning more about myself this year.
Ā I want to loose weight. I have been trying to loose the pesky 5-10 pounds since the beginning of 2016. I started with a trainer in November. I plan on starting a half-assed Mediterranean Diet to eat better (better, not well). I want to drink less (again, less, not stop).
Ā I want to further my career. I have already gotten two special assignments with my airline and I want to do more. I also would like to start acting/dancing/modeling again-which will come with my weight loss. It has been a passion of mine since a child and itās about time I do something with it.
Ā I am very much a service-oriented person. I do things for other people. I enjoy it. In my last relationship, I enjoyed cooking for my boyfriend (I donāt cook). I enjoyed giving him massages (Iām not touchy feely). I started changing myself for him. Stopped doing things I enjoyed doing. I need to do things for myself this time around. Focus on my writing. Focus on my career. Focus on my life.
Ā So even though I am hunched over in the bathroom, laptop on my lap plugged into the wall with an extension cord, dreading the impending drive to the airport to go BACK to work (I really donāt want to put on a bra), I am looking forward to the opportunities and adventures that await me in 2017.
Ā 2016 didnāt turn out exactly how I wanted. However, I am blessed with the life I have. Ā I have fabulous friends, a loving family, and a kick-ass job.Ā
I will be unstoppable in 2017. Just wait.
Every city is a living body. -Saint Augustine
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The more you know about the past, the better prepared you are for the future. -Theodore Roosevelt