Photos, Surf, and Cities

What matters more, the thing that brought you there, or what you did once you were you got there? Everyone always talks about “taking a trip”, but what does that mean? Are you really in control, and if you are, are you actually having fun? There were a number of things that brought me out to the east coast for the next 3 weeks, but none of those things were to “take a trip”. Eventually you have to just let go and let the trip take you, as cliché as that may sound.

I wouldn’t call myself a horse fanatic but when I found out the Belmont Stakes horse race was happening only 7 miles from where I sat in the airport in New York City, I had to let my trip take me.

Surfing is all about being in the hot sun and lying on the beach, but not in Boston. After a few days in NYC I took a detour up to Boston. Moving from one city to the next usually isn’t the stereotypical idea you think of when you want to escape the hustle and bustle for a while, but where there’s surf, there’s sanctuary. Surfing is one of those things that you’re probably saying is overrated, unless you’re a surfer. When you’re hungry, you eat because it just feels right. But what about when you just need to take a break from it all, what do you do? As strange as it may seem coming from a land locked kid from Wyoming, I find an ocean…

All of this talk of food is making me hungry though, and the evening tide is bringing in some nice waves. That’s where I’ll be.