Waiting around on 5th Ave., NYC

Girl smoking on 5th Ave. in New York City-Photograph by Jeff Sipper

Oh hey there.  I guess I should update this thing more than every couple months.  I was really on a roll for awhile, and then sort of hit a road block and never got around to writing more.  Since I last posted, not a ton has happened.  We’ve done a little traveling, once to Vegas and once to Arizona to visit the inlaws at Christmas.

This year is shaping up to be another traveling year, as we have my sister in law’s wedding next week in Arizona, my cousin’s wedding in Oahu in August, another wedding in Vegas right after we get back from Oahu.  Not that I’m complaining.  Not one bit.  I like to travel.  I like getting on a plane in one place and a few hours later I’m in somewhere completely different.  I always wonder about people that don’t travel. I think it’s a pretty boring existence to never see new places, or just be too afraid to leave their house for whatever reason.

“Ladies and gentlemen, we have started our descent. In preparation for landing, please make sure your seat backs and tray tables are in their full upright position. Make sure your seat belt is securely fastened and all carry-on luggage is stowed underneath the seat in front of you or in the overhead bins. Please turn off all electronic devices until we are safely parked at the gate.”

Hearing this on the return leg of a trip always puts me into and instant depression. It’s just a gentle reminder that the adventure I just had is quickly coming to an end and it’s back to the real world of my day to day existence.  Not that there is anything wrong with it, it’s just never as fun as exploring new places and seeing new things.

The pic up top was taken on our trip to NYC last year. I found it interesting that most people were so distracted on the street that they never even knew you were taking their picture.  If this was Orange County (and let’s be honest-no one walks here) you’d get the beat down, or at least get yelled at for even pointing a camera in someone’s direction.  It’s a strange place, Orange County…. strange, indeed.