Last month I went back to Ohio for my yearly return. I should go more than once a year, I know and it’s something I’m trying to work on. I usually return once a year to see the family and friends and of course shove food in my face from my favorite eateries. It’s funny how as a kid I couldn’t wait to bust out of my small town and see the world. Now its funny as a grown man I can’t wait to go back and take it easy. The reason I left small town Ohio is now the reason I absolutely love it. It’s a small town. It seems years behind the real world. You’re never in a rush. It’s life in simplicity. “A man travels the world over in search of what he needs and returns home to find it.” – George A Moore When I was home I would have my morning coffee on the back porch with the sun in full force and clear blue skies. Looking out over the …
“Mexico is like our basement. Dirty, but a whole lot of fun things to do.” -Kathleen Madigan
Costa Rica was and wasn’t what I was expecting.
What better way to tool around town with Gilberto than to act like a tourist. Gilberto talks to me in Spanish, I pretend to listen and understand. We take photos of everything and ourselves. We stop at random stores and buy random things. Talk to the bartender and ask “What’s there to do in this town?”, which gives us New Yorker looks. This may sound silly but honestly, what really is a better way to see a city than to be a tourist? If you live in New York or just any town USA, you take it and everything there for granted. You know that flea market you’ve been swearing that you were going to check out? Yeah, well it closed three months ago. Stop talking and start doing already. Life’s passing you by and giving you the finger.
As promised, I’m back from my Ohio vacation!