I don’t want to generalize, so I’ll speak from my own experience. However, it would be interesting to hear from other reenactors: is it just me, or is it some hard coming back from events? For me, difficulty returning is measured by the length and complexity of an event. A two hour parade is an…
The acrid scent of cigarettes used to make me wrinkle my nose in disgust. But as I traveled through Europe, my feelings towards the smell began to change. In Paris, Rome, and Amsterdam, I still found it repulsive. But by the time I reached London and Ireland, I felt a strange temptation to try it…
Final Stage Every blog series requires a final reflection – one last injection of insights. I’ve been open and reflective in all the previous posts, but perhaps I can dive deeper or at least summarize everything. As I wrap up this blog series, I’m thinking about how much self-reflection has shaped my journey. Escaping Reality…
Exploring Solitude This road trip spanned four amazing weeks, a recent chapter in my life’s story. It was my maiden voyage into solo travel, a spirited step shortly after a fresh breakup. With a mix of excitement and curiosity, I visited seven states and Washington D.C., embarking on a journey that was not just geographical…
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About Me
Hi, I’m Nick, the author of these posts. If I’m not writing, you’ll find me huddled around a campfire, whispering to myself “This is authentic” as my blue wool trousers become soaked with rain.