THE NOT SO BLONDE TRAVEL

I know this is a bit of an oxymoron coming from a flight attendant, but road trips are truly the best.  Don’t get me wrong. I fly for a living and love it, and being able to get on a plane for 7 hours to make it to my best friend’s 30th birthday in Paris and back to NYC 24 hours later for a friend’s engagement party is awesome and quite impossible by car. Plane hoping all over Alaska was super fun as well. And flying over 20 hours to get to Palau was worth every effort it took to get there. However nothing beats taking a car and driving around when it comes to really discovering and exploring an area.  So after all my international trips, I was itching to discover the US a little more and what better than a cross-country road from New York to California.  I had three "bucket list" items for the trip: eat crabs in Maryland eat deep dish pizza in Chicago  get married somewhere along the way Yes I know that third goal was a bit of a ...

After my girl's trip to Costa Rica fell apart,  I guess I could have hidden in a little corner to cry. Maybe I even did. I will never tell . But I got over it, and got on to planning another trip, or to be exact, I crashed another trip. Let me explain.  Since my friends had abandoned me, and there is no legal shop to buy new friends on the spot, I didn't have second thoughts when my "friend" Deidre mentioned hopping on her South African journey, I just said yes.  I had never seen Deidre, Tyson or Diego when I said yes, and since Brian was not part of the South Africa trip's Facebook chat, I didn't even know a Brian existed on our trip until I met Brian in Johannesburg. Diego had mentionned the name I am sure, but I had not paid attention.  But Brian was very much real, so were the others, and I almost have more selfies with Deidre, Tyson, Diego and Brian than I do with my "real friends." We met elephants, zebras and giraffes together in...