Where In the World is Shelby Lynn
I Vow to Live an Extraordinary Life.
There are three types of fun. Type I Fun- you’re having a blast while the activity is happening. Snowboarding at a resort, swimming at the beach, riding your bike to go get ice cream, hell even ski ball! “This is amazing! I wish I could do this everyday!” Type II Fun- you are in fact …
Continue reading "Don’t Forget an Extra Pair of Socks and Your Baggage."
Start out with 100 points. DQ= Disqualified. Check in - 5 points deducted if you have to check a bag. (Unless that bag contains the following: skis, surfboards, climbing or slack lining gear, a horse mask, or camera equipment.) - 5 points deducted if you don’t have a tag with your information on said checked …
"I swear they're bigger!" I exclaim to Kevin with half a sandwich in my mouth, then again while on the gondola, then again while hiking and finally once more before we fell asleep. I would not accept that these purple, snow capped rockies in our younger brother of a country (Canada) were the same size …
"God, why was I being such a baby?!" "That move was so big and scary!" "I should have flashed* that "Don't let me 'take'* so much next time" My climbing partner just nods in compliance as I untie because he knows, no matter what he says it won't change the way I felt about that …
Have you ever left a conversation with someone and felt drained, entertained, but drained of your energy? You likely had an interaction with a parasitic alien species that feeds off the energy of others. Commonly known as an extrovert. If you kept an extrovert in a group of people and slowly added a person every …
Continue reading "Extrovert’s Survival Guide to Solo Road Trips"
Growing up I spent most of my time running around barefoot, loitering, playing sports, and exploring the enchanted forests that surrounded my house. Disclaimer; those were actually drug invested swampy sections of trees that broke up the constant line of houses in the suburbs of Florida. We didn't have cell phones and social media apps …
Continue reading "Levels of Happiness According to a Traveling Millennial"
Dark spaces, they love to greet us with open arms. I had just started my first year of college and I sat in that dark space for a long time. At the ripe age of 19, I saw very little light in the world. It wasn't until one night that I decided I was over …
