The Painted Hills, a Road Trip.

Any one of these cars could kill me. One sneeze, one text, one bad day… It's terrifying.Yet, jumping on the back of a Harley with a complete stranger, who just walked out of a bar, with no cell phone service, doesn’t even phase me.

My First Solo Camping Trip: And How It Turned Me Into a Tweaker

Now I have been all over the world alone and never did I turn tweaker status like this. I didn't know if I was going to get ravaged by bears or hillbilly's but I knew one of them was going to get me!

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