Landed in Albuquerque

So, I landed in Albuquerque. One major thing I forgot? HOW BAD MY ALLERGIES ARE HERE! I haven't been able to breathe since I got off the plane. Gives me plenty of time to practice the long lost art of the snot rocket I guess.



Looking at the town flying in I was reminded of one of the reasons why I left. Everything everywhere is brown. Brown houses, brown yards, even brown cars. Kind of depressing.



But this time around I am not going to look at this town the way I normally do. I am determined to discover the good in this town. Find the things that make Albuquerque such a great place. The things that make people actually want to vacation here.



I started it off right with a green chile cheeseburger from Blakes. I have been making green chile cheeseburgers at home for awhile now but Blake's is the way it was suppose to be. Damn near perfect. I am having a feeling that even though my intentions are to lose some weight on this trip, it is probably going to have to wait until I leave Albuquerque.



I am also wondering if the 30 people or so I know here are going to want to hang out at all or even return a phone call. As much as I would like to think that I am going to reconnect with long lost friends on this trip I have to realize that for the most part I am going to be flying solo.



Leaving today was pretty damn hard. Saying goodbye to Jason was a nightmare. Damn him for making Vegas so much fun lately. I really hope our friendship stays just as strong when I get back. The excitement of the trip hasn 't really set in. Still pretty sad about having to say goodbye.



Tomorrow shall be filled with breakfast burritos, walking dogs, possibly a tattoo convention and of course tons of pictures.



Day 1 has been good. And the rest of the days shall be better, nothing less than an adventure!

Less Than A Week To Go

I only have 6 days left until I take off on my journey. I'm really starting to get a bit nervous. Even though it seems like I'm just taking an extremely long vacation, it means a lot more than that to me.

This trip could really change me. I really want this trip to change me. I need it to clear my head, open my heart and free my mind. Its a lot to expect out of a vacation but, IT'S WHAT I NEED TO HAPPEN.

To make things worse, its now going to be a lot harder to leave Vegas. A few days ago my main relationship here was, as always, rocky. Not really sure if we were even going to exchange phone conversations while I was gone. But, over the past few days, things have gone from bad to beyond amazing. I'm so happy here now and I haven't been. It makes me even think about not going on the trip. I worry if things could be the same when I get back. I do know that if I didn't leave on this trip I would regret it for the rest of my life.

So I prepare. Don't even know what to prepare for. Hell, I still don't even really have a solid idea of where I am going in the US. I'm a whole lot scared and a little bit excited.

I'm still trying to get concrete plans in Boston and New York City. Would love to spend some time on someone's couch there.

So. . . 6 more days. That's it. 6 more days, and then my life changes. I go from making meatloaf and doing the laundry everyday to living out of a backpack and being a nomad. AND BEING ALONE. Maybe that's what I am really afraid of. I'm doing this alone. I don't think I have ever been alone. I don't like being alone. But I need to do this, for me, for my sanity.

As I said before, JUST 6 MORE DAYS!

The Journey Shall Begin Soon

Every NYE I would always come up with a ridiculous resolution. One that a million other people would say and never stick with. Usually something like lose weight or eat less red meat. I would always mean it when I said it but it meant nothing to me so I never stuck with it.

December 31st, 2009 was an entirely different story. What should of been a night of drunken insanity on the Las Vegas strip turned into me and my closest friend sitting in a casino crying our eyes out for hours. This wasn't the first time this had happened either. We had gone through so much and had so many feelings for each other that it was instant chaos as soon as you added a fifth or two of flavored rum.

The same time the year before I was a completely different girl. I was making so much money I couldn't spend it fast enough. I worked 70 - 80 hours a week but still had the time to party my ass off. My days were filled with fast talking and business suits and my nights were filled with bottomless bottles of booze and late nights with friends.

Well, I thought they were friends. In August I quit my job. I was burnt out, I needed a break and the constant sexual harassment would of drove anyone nuts. My thousands and thousands of dollars a month income turned into an unemployment salary. As soon as I couldn't afford to pick up every tab for all my friends they all slowly disappeared. After no time at all there was only one left. He didn't care if I was broke, because so was he. He didn't care that I had a job anymore. All he cared about was that we made each other laugh.

Over time the friendship took on the world's craziest roller coaster ride. We dated, we boned, we just stayed friends. It was never the same from day to day. And NYE was the breaking point.

I decided that I needed to stop the insanity and I needed to take advantage of the fact that I had an income and no job. My friendship to him meant the world but this was an opportunity I could not miss. So I December 31st, 2009 I decided it was time for an adventure.

I am going to be leaving April 1st. Where I am going? Not really to sure. How long am I going to be gone? Have no clue. All I know is that I am packing my bags and hitting the road. I have used the power of Face book to set up some amazing cities to visit.

I shall use this blog to tell me story and write stories of the people whose paths I may cross. Also as a diary of my relationships I will be leaving behind and trying to maintain.

The countdown has started. I just hope I am ready when it is time.