A Peculiar guy named Geremy

CategoryEscapades

Houston Texas, Baby!

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In 2010 I stumbled on the best deal I’ve ever seen in my lifetime:  Pay $500 and fly as much as you want on Jetblue for a month.  This was like buffet-style flights and my little heart was overjoyed!  I gladly handed over my money and came up with a plan to visit the places that I’ve always wanted to see. I visited Chicago, San Francisco, Seattle, Puerto Rico, and Florida over the course of a month and then the pass expired. It was one of the best experiences of my life, but thinking back on it made me realize that I blew a great opportunity!

I only traveled on weekends even though I was allowed to use my 18 paid-time-off days at work. In my mind, the company would suffer too much while I was gone so I didn’t want to leave at such a crucial time.  I also didn’t travel to any international destinations because it made me uncomfortable.  There were also times when I cancelled flights in order to stay home and lay in my bed because it took too much effort to pack and drive to the airport.  In the end, I missed out on what could’ve been a significantly more fruitful experience because I was overthinking things and I didn’t fully recognize the amazing opportunity that I had in front of me.

I once read that you’re more likely to regret the things that you don’t do rather than the things that you do. This became real for me when I realized that I missed out on the chance to fly to Aruba, Jamaica, Colorado, South Carolina, and Maine for free. After this realization, I try to constantly take advantage of every opportunity I have because the future is not promised.

My latest travel opportunity came a few weeks ago when I got to to fly on my favorite jet of all time, The Cessna Citation X, and visit one of the top cities on my to-visit list: Houston, Texas.  I was fortunate to stay at a wonderful artist’s loft, which had such great amenities such as a saltwater pool, a koi pond and a deaf dog.

Here are some photos from my trip:
Jet with a Tribal Tattoo

The Cessna Citation X

My Ride to Houston
They say that the Citation X is the fastest business jet of all time and can travel to almost Mach 1. Our top speed was about 575mph, but it has still earned itself a spot on my Christmas list this year.

Floating Walkway in a Koi Pond

Floating Walkway in a Koi Pond

Saltwater Pool

My Temporary Abode

My Temporary Abode

My Temporary Abode

Saltwater Pool

Great Traffic Lights
Houston has the COOLEST traffic lights

Best, Cheapest Sandwich EVER

Amazing Coffee

I went to a place called Les Givral’s Cafe that sold the best sandwich and coffee ever and the sandwich was only $3.75. The coffee seemed to be sweetened condensed milk mixed with espresso and ice. It made my tastebuds very happy. I loved that sandwich so much…

The Galleria Mall Ice Skating Rink

Shaved Ice with Condensed Milk

Lakewood Church

Houston Fountain

Shadow Exhibit

Houston Museum of Contemporary Art

The Houston Water Wall
This Water Wall outdoor exhibit was the most relaxing place to sit and read.

Houston was great…now I understand why Beyoncé mentions it so often in her songs!

Tired of Craters

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If you’re into astronomy, you already know that largest craters in our solar system can be found on the surface of the moon or on New Jersey’s streets. The potholes that are on the streets of NJ from January through August are large enough to swallow medium sized cars or severely crack wheels on low-profile tires.

Back in 2008, I installed large 20” wheels on my beloved Lexus and one month later, the craters claimed the wheel’s life. Two months later, they killed the wheel again in an act of revenge. Tired of dealing with constant trips to the tire shop, I downsized my wheels for the next 8 years, but recently I bought my ol’ lady (my car) new 21″ wheels and I tried to carefully avoid the potholes.

It didn’t work.

The Tire Shop

Placing the Jack in Place

I earned myself a slight hairline fracture in my rear passenger wheel that allowed air to leak at a speed slow enough to avoid a flat tire, but quickly enough to annoy me on a hourly basis. Eventually I became tired of putting air in my tire every 8 hours, so I took the wheel to Jorge at the tire shop for his expert opinion. Jorge’s solution: “I’ll just superglue it back together.” Um… I’m no tire expert, but I’m pretty sure that superglue isn’t strong enough to hold back 45psi’s of air traveling at hundreds of revolutions per minute. But he said “trust me!” I trusted him.

I shouldn’t have.

Ruh-Roh!  Flat Tire!

Completing Tire Replacement

Somehow, the expert’s superglue trick made the air leak quicker, which left me with a flat tire. Conveniently, I also didn’t have tire changing equipment, so I made a call and roadside assistance quickly changed the tire. I drove to Tesla and they loved the story of the superglued wheels. Then they quickly put an end to this exciting chapter of the crater chronicles by putting my original, smaller wheels back on the car and retiring my 21″ wheels forever! Thanks, New Jersey!!!

** Side note: do you see what I did with the title? TIRE’d of craters?!? HA! **

St. Johns the Amazing

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The most Easterly Point in North America

As I walked to the helicopter that awaited me on the landing pad, I was in disbelief that I was going to be air-lifted to a jet. As if my own disbelief wasn’t overwhelming enough, the people around me caused me to constantly question if this was actually happening. The man who walked me to the helicopter asked, “is that entire helicopter for you?” I responded “yes, I guess so…” Then as I boarded the helicopter, the pilot turned and asked “are you the only person who will be flying?” I responded, “yes, I guess so…” Then as we departed for the 20 minute ride to the Westchester airport, we landed alongside a jet. As one of the men walked me to the plane, he asked “that entire jet is for you?” “Yes, I guess so…” Then I stepped onto the jet and the pilot said “that helicopter was for you and you’re the only passenger for the jet as well? Wow” “Yes…I can’t believe it either!” Then as the pilots filled out some paperwork for the international flight, a few of the airport workers stealthily peeked inside the jet to see who was inside—I guess they assumed that I was a big deal instead of regular ol’ Geremy.

Helicopter to the Airport

The "G" Luggage from the Helicopter

A nice ride to St. John's

This flight was the start of the wonderful one-week trip in the amazing city of St. Johns, located in Newfoundland and Labrador in Canada. For a place that I didn’t even know existed a week prior, it sure exceeded my expectations in every conceivable way. The food was great, the people were eerily friendly, the weather was great (especially for a place that’s known for its bitter cold weather), and the historic sites were breathtaking. It was the perfect location to work on the Peculiar PPL brand, and the beautiful scenes influenced a lot of things that will be released soon, including the new website. It was also quite cool to stand at the most easterly point in North America for a few minutes, which means that for a few minutes, there was no one in North America that was more east than me! Can I put that on my résumé??

St John's the Beautiful

St John's the Beautiful

St John's the Beautiful

St John's the Beautiful

St John's the Beautiful

St John's the Beautiful

St John's the Beautiful

St John's the Beautiful

Cinnamony Nooks and Crannies

St. John's Jelly Bean Row

The best piece of advice that I can extend to anyone reading this is: Go to St John’s, Newfoundland…and take me with you, please!

Manic Miami Moments

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Miami Beach

After an overly cautious trip to Mexico, Miami was a sigh of relief because I knew that if anything bad happened on US soil, I could call Olivia Pope as my “fixer.”

Scooters in Miami

After we left the airport, we immediately went to the South Beach area for scooters. The shop owner must have had it out for me because she gave me a scooter with a broken fuel gauge, a maximum speed of 11mph, and a very moody ignition that was never in a good mood. Here’s one of the moments when I needed it to start and it wasn’t in the mood:

Even though the scooter was rebellious, rarely started after it turned off, and fell apart while I drove it (I had a pocket filled with scooter parts that fell off), it was lots of fun. We rode around the city for about 5 hours and explored the entire Miami Beach area in record timing. Then we went to play basketball.

Basketball was fun because I won. I didn’t just win, I demolished. This paragraph won’t make my cousin too happy because sometimes the truth hurts.

After an intense game of basketball, we retired to the hotel to spend the remainder of the night. Since we were only staying at the hotel for a couple of hours and had an early flight, we chose a place that was near the airport for a reasonable cost. We were pleasantly surprised once again when we went to the room and it exceeded our expectations with its full kitchen and new fixtures and appliances. However, this hotel had one massive downside that seemed to affect me the most.

We were in the middle of a game of monopoly on our iPads when I leaned over to turn on the air conditioner. Suddenly, out of the corner of my eye, I saw a cockroach that was the size of a Nissan Altima. It stood right next to my bed and froze when he saw me. I immediately yelled, “THERES A ROACH ON THE FLOOR!!” With reflexes of a jaguar pouncing on its prey, my cousin sprung off his bed and landed on the floor within a foot of the roach. We quickly strategized on how to end the roach’s life and since my cousin demonstrated a stellar reaction time and exceptional speed upon hearing about the roach, we agreed that he’d be the one to introduce the roach to his Roachy God. He grabbed my sneaker and prepared to crush the roach and the next few seconds happened in slow-motion…

As he lowered my sneaker onto the roach, the roach looked at the sneaker with an expression that said “I AINT DYING TODAY! I’VE GOT A WIFE AND KIDS BACK AT HOME!!” Then he quickly ran under the air conditioner to freedom. My cousin’s speed and prowess was no match for the roach’s wit and agility. But the huge problem was that I had to sleep in this room with a rabid, intelligent cockroach! I called the front desk and explained the cockroach situation and they said “sir, it’s 1am and we can’t do anything about it. Call back at 9am.” This solved nothing since our flight was at 7am. So I slept with one eye open to protect the both of our lives.

The next morning, we boarded our flight for New Jersey and we were in the air for about 20 minutes when the pilot mentioned that something was wrong with the plane and we had to land immediately. Surprisingly, everyone remained calm as we circled around for 30 minutes to burn off fuel. Then the pilot made another announcement that sent everyone into a panic. You could hear the stress in his voice as he sternly announced that everyone must stay in their seats and shouldn’t move AT ALL. Suddenly, the flight attendants rushed over to the exit row behind me and said “are you all ready to help everyone survive if something happens to the plane?? This is the moment that we told you all about! Review the emergency pamphlets now!!” The girl behind me immediately started hysterically crying, which made a number of people panic. The situation became more intense when the pilot told us that the airport doesn’t want us to land until the hospital is prepared to handle all of us in case something happens…how comforting.

Panic on the Plane

When we finally landed, we had a wonderful welcoming party on the ground that consisted of fire trucks (that repeatedly circled the plane), police cars and ambulances. They cleared us to disembark and then we spent the next couple of hours in the airport hanging out in a seemingly abandoned terminal. Seven hours later, we were back in the air and enroute to Newark, New Jersey where we landed safely a few hours later. The best part was when my local Tesla service center sent a Tesla P85D to pick me up from the airport and take me to my car because they’re great people and heard about my wonderful ordeal.

Despite the rabid roach and the frantic flight, everything was all good when I returned home…alive!

Mexico, Can I Trust You??

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When I was in first grade, I had a friend who was a well-known thief. He would steal things directly in front of people and immediately deny that he did it. I remember him stealing a pair of sneakers from someone’s gym bag, wearing it to school the next day, and denying that the sneakers were stolen. “But Wilton*, the sneakers that you’re wearing have my name written down the sides…they’re mine!!” At this point, he was too far into the lie to abandon it, so with the confidence of 11 Kanye Wests, he replied, “no, my name is Elizabeth too!!” I went to Mexico last month, and it reminded me of my friendship with Wilton*, because although the fun times were really fun, I had to stay on guard because at any moment I could fall victim to a number of different unethical acts of crime.

Mexico Vacation

Prior to my cousin and I landing in Cancun, we thoroughly researched all travel tips for visitors of Mexico, as if we were preparing to write a doctoral thesis on the country. One recurring comment that past travelers left is that corruption in the country is rampant, even among the police and government officials. Because of this, we were on guard from the moment that we landed. Well…I was significantly more guarded than my cousin—probably because I used to listen to too many rap songs that said “don’t trust these streets and always pack heat!”

Mexico Vacation

Shortly after arrival, we went to get the rental car that we reserved and there were 5-6 people who immediately approached us because we probably seemed like easy targets. They basically told us that Budget Car Rental is out of business and our only option was to book our car with their shady service for 5x the price. Unfortunately, my one semester of Spanish didn’t prove to be too helpful as I responded with the only phrase that I learned in Spanish: “Por favor, abra la ventana.” Eventually we got our car and we were on our way to the condo where we would spend the next few days.

Mexico Vacation

The condo and it was ridiculously nice for a ridiculously low price. On the first day, I kept expecting someone to show up and ask us what we were doing in their room. Luckily, this did not happen, but on the third day of our stay, I looked onto our balcony and saw someone climbing into it from the outside. Were we being robbed?!? Was he coming to reclaim his room? It turns out that he was simply a daredevil who wasn’t into the idea of taking stairs, so he took the path less-traveled. He lived. We lived also.

Mexico Vacation

Mexico Vacation

Mexico Vacation

Mexico Vacation

Mexico Vacation

Mexico was great, especially the beach. The entire beach was very peaceful and the water was warm and clear, just like in the travel catalogs. Also, in the vicinity of the condo, the stores and restaurants were great and we were able to try new foods at very reasonable prices. My favorites were the mango chow for around $1, banana waffles for about $6, and a horchata drink for $.75.

Mexico Vacation

Mexico Vacation

Mexico Vacation

Mexico Vacation

Mexico Vacation

Being in Mexico without any knowledge of the Spanish language wasn’t too bad until the one day that we left the tourist area and wandered into the heart of the city to try to play basketball. After driving to a basketball court at 8pm, we were surprised to see a group of about 30 people playing full-court soccer on the basketball court. My cousin suggested that we politely ask them to leave, but I didn’t think that “por favor, abra la ventana” would summarize our request, so we went to a local food stand instead.

Mexico Vacation

At this stand, there was a little girl who wouldn’t stop staring at us, because apparently we didn’t look Mexican enough. Not one to shy away from a challenge, I immediately accepted the staring contest. She won after 2 minutes when I was forced to break eye contact to order. I asked the food stand worker, “what do you sell?” He said “qué??” At this point, the language divide wasn’t going to get any smaller, so I pointed to a random thing on the menu and handed him 100 pesos. When I got the ice pop of some sort, it was brown and tasted like sour grass, so I gave it a valiant effort to eat as much as I could tolerate, then I threw it away.

Mexico Vacation

When it came time to leave and go to the airport, the number one tip that we learned was to try our best to avoid the police, as they tend to target tourists driving to the airport to extort money from them. So on the morning of our flight, I drove as slow as ever and kept a keen eye on my surroundings for police. We made it to the airport without any issues, so I took a sigh of relief and then boarded our flight for the next portion of our getaway— 24 hours in Miami.

* Name changed to protect his identity and his crimes

The Traveling Bottle

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My Peculiar PPL Insulated Water Bottle didn’t like the fact that I often travel without him, so to make it up to him I booked a special trip for the both of us to go to Washington, DC. Despite the fact that he lacked proper behavior from time to time, it was an enjoyable journey from start to end.

Bottle all Buckled-In
He has never been on a plane before, so I reserved a jet to fly us there. During take-off, he kept his nervous emotions bottled-up so I wouldn’t notice that he was scared.

Bottle iPad-ing on the Plane
After we were in the air, he was overflowing with such excitement that he eagerly borrowed my iPad to research the sites that he wanted to visit

Bottle Napping
Eventually he was tired of researching and he took a nap on the couch

Bottle Sleeping
After we arrived at to the hotel, he slept through the night and woke up the next morning ready to hit the town

Bottle All Strapped-In
He hasn’t learned how to ride a bike yet, so I carried him on the front of mine as we went to grab a bite to eat

Bottle Eating
We went to “Baked and Wired” to get breakfast and he ordered the ice cream sandwich because he’s a fan of cold things

Bottle Tired of Eating
After a couple of bites, he rolled over to take a siesta. While he slept, I finished the rest of his ice cream.

Bottle Loves Water
Then we hit the town and for some odd reason, he took a huge interest in water fountains. I guess he’s a fan of water.

Bottle Really Loves Water
He stood in awe of this fountain for a while and he even tried to convince me to let him hold some of the water. I said no because I had to draw the line somewhere!

Bottle REALLY REALLY loves water
He stood and admired the water for a while, but the people walking around it distracted him and partially obstructed his view…

Bottle Screaming at People
…so he screamed at them until his head popped off. Eventually they left.

Bottle REALLY REALLY REALLY Loves Water
He asked me to take a picture of him in front of this water fountain so he could show his siblings

Bottle Contemplating Swimming
Then he wanted this picture to show his ex-girlfriend

Bottle Getting Carried Away
Then he got carried away and jumped in the fountain

Bottle Admiring Art
We watched a little bit of art

Bottle In Front of his Favorite Quote
This was his favorite quote, so he wanted a photo in front of it.

Bottle Water-Gazing
Then he went back to admiring water

Bottle Tired of Walking
Then he was tired of walking around…

My Carrying Bottle
…so I had to carry him.

Bottle Taking a Picture of Me
While pedaling to our next location, he spotted a flag of Trinidad and Tobago (my birth country), so he wanted to take a picture of me standing in front of it. Unfortunately, his photo taking skills aren’t very good.

Bottle Enjoying Monuments
He stared at The Reflecting Pool

Bottle Enjoying More Monuments
Then he stared at the Lincoln Memorial

Bottle Enjoying More Monuments
Then he wanted a photo with one of his favorite people– Martin Luther King Jr. I told him that this was merely a memorial of MLK Jr. He didn’t believe me and called me a liar. Rude!

Bottle Water-Gazing
While I watched the Jefferson Memorial, he admired the water in front of it

Bottle Enjoying Space Exhibits
All of a sudden, he took an interest in Space technology because he saw that he resembled the Saturn V rocket

Bottle Viewing the First Plane
Then he saw the model of the first plane and was convinced that Peculiar PPL could build a better one.

Bottle Enjoying Starbucks
He kept complaining that he was thirsty, so I bought a Passion Tea Lemonade for him. He tried to make the Starbucks cup his next girlfriend, but I told him to behave himself.

Bottle on the Way Back Home
Then after a couple more sites, we went to Union Station and prepared to head home

Bottle on the Train
On the train, he sat in his seat and patiently awaited our arrival at our destination.

Bottle Water-Gazing
But before leaving, he asked me to hold him up to the window so he could stare at the water.

He thought that this was the best trip ever— not because of the sites in Washington, DC, but because he was able to see a bunch of different bodies of water. If I knew that he was this fascinated by water, I would have let him stare at the faucet every time I washed the dishes. Now that I see that he is a cool and compact travel companion, I will probably take him everywhere I go from now on!

If you want your own bottle to take on fun journeys, buy one on PeculiarPPL.com. Tell them Geremy sent ya!

Boston Transport-a-Palooza

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Last week I wanted to go away for a day but I also wanted to be back home to see the Warriors destroy the Cavaliers. That’s when I got the idea to see how many forms of transportation I can take in one day and still be home by 9pm.  So I hatched a rough plan and I texted my cousin to see if he wanted to accompany me on this journey.

The message was simple:

Boston?

Based on my vague text message, he had no clue of the journey that awaited us, but thanks to careful planning, the plan was as follows:

  1. Drive in a car to Hoboken
  2. Sail in a boat to NYC
  3. Fly in a Helicopter to White Plains, NY
  4. Fly in a plane to Boston, MA
  5. Scoot on a Segway through Boston, MA
  6. Drive in a car to Bedford, MA
  7. Fly in a plane back to White Plans, NY
  8. Fly in a Helicopter back to NYC
  9. Sail on a boat back to Hoboken
  10. Ride home on a unicorn…or in a car, whichever was more readily available

Less than 24 hours later, our journey began…
Aboard the Boat

At the Helipad
There was a mix-up with the helicopter departure time, which gave the pilot 7 minutes to fly from NYC to White Plains. Luckily, he was up for the challenge and he flew that tiny helicopter as if he was flying the President on a quick mission to Baghdad.

Pilot of Helicopter # 1

View from Helicopter # 1

View from Helicopter # 1

Helicopter from NY
After we landed, the helicopter pilot released us to the jet pilots and we got ready for the next part of the journey.

Aboard the Hawker 400XP
Placing my legs on the seat in front of me goes against everything that my mom taught me about manners and etiquette, but as a 6 foot tall human on a small plane, leg room is quite limited. I always ensure that my shoes are clean and, when possible, I place something under my shoes to make sure that the seats aren’t dirtied. Sorry mom!

Catching up with the news

In front of the Jet # 1
We landed, took a quick picture in front of the jet and we proceeded to the next form of transportation

Rental Car
The rental car awaited us at the airport and within seconds we were on our way to the city area of Boston

Afternoon snack
We got our energy for the day at Blunch and then we rented Segway Scooters to scoot around the town like a bunch of mall cops

Segway-ing around Boston

The Segway

First Person View of the Segway

Along the Charles River

The Segway

The Charles River

Rolling Around Boston

Joining a Segway Tour
While riding through the town for a couple of hours, we attracted a lot of stares and snickers from people who stared at the Segway. Some people pointed and laughed while others gave the thumbs-up. The Segway isn’t my preferred form of transportation, but it was a fun and efficient way to see the city for the day. Towards the end of our journey, we saw a random Segway tour and we joined them and pretended that we were with there from the start.

Flight from Boston
After the Segway, it was time to head home, so we went to the Hawker 850XP jet that was waiting for us and we began the trip back

The Cabin of the Hawker
I’ve been on a handful of private jets in my life, but this one was hands-down the best one that I’ve ever experienced. It was beautiful. Here’s a quick tour around the cabin.

Drinks area of the jet
Every flight is always stocked with unlimited beverages. They’re all buried in this mini ice coffin.

Minibar area of the jet
I don’t drink alcohol, so these drinks didn’t appeal to me. But if I drank, all of these bottles would be empty…or stored in my bag for future use.

Snack area of the jet
There is also a drawer of snacks for the hungry, or the greedy.

The Bathroom of the Jet
With all of this gold and polished wood, this bathroom seemed to belong in an apartment-sized villa or something of the sort.

Back of the Cabin
I laid for the majority of the flight back, which was a quick 30 minute hop back to White Plans

View of the Helicopter from the Plane
When we landed, the plane pulled directly up to the helicopter that would shuttle us back to NYC

Helicopter back to NY

Helicopter Pilots

Helicopter back to NY
We arrived back in NYC in minutes and sailed back to Hoboken.

Thanks to the near-flawless execution of the plan, I was able to make it home in time to see game 4 of the NBA Finals! This trip was one of the most eye-opening experiences of my life and I feel immensely blessed to be able to experience it all! People who have known me for years can remember the times when I would ambitiously dream about experiences like these and I would always say, “one day it’s going to happen…soon!” In the middle of this trip, it hit me that I am finally able to get a taste of the experiences that I’ve dreamed of (and had faith for) for years and I am both amazed and and humbled by it.

In the words of the profound Riley Curry (not Drake), “I’m way up, I feel blessed!

Escapade to Charleston, South Carolina

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One of my friends highly recommended Charleston, South Carolina as a place that I should visit, so I hopped on a plane and flew over at the first opportunity that I got. Although my family stopped there on a road trip about a decade ago, I didn’t remember too much about the place and had relatively low expectations about what I would see. However, when I landed, I was quite pleasantly surprised by what I saw. I was so enamored by the city of Charleston that I spent a few minutes looking for a house to purchase at a reasonable price. After I found a house that I liked, I checked the price and saw $7.5MM and this brought my housing search to an abrupt close.

The most bizarre part of the trip came when I decided to rent a scooter. I approached the scooter rental counter, handed over my money, and waited for a full orientation of the scooter’s workings and how to navigate without falling. Instead, he said, “go ride in a circle around the parking lot so I can see that you can ride.” I said, “um…HOW??” He responded, “just twist the handle and keep your balance.” Somehow I was able to pass the “ride around the parking lot” test, which qualified me to drive in the street with actual cars driving around me. But first I proceeded to get my helmet. Instead of handing me a helmet, he said, “ok, have fun!” I said, “wait, you forgot to give me a helmet.” He laughed and responded, “you don’t need a helmet—just take these sunglasses.” So you’re telling me that the sunglasses will protect my skull in case I lose control of this scooter?? Ok, cool.

Moped Taking a Break

I took-off down the road driving what felt like 120mph when suddenly a Jeep drove inches behind me and pressed his horn. I looked down and checked my speed, only to see that I was driving 7mph. I sped up to 20mph and hoped that I didn’t lose control and put my supposed “skull protecting sunglasses” to the test. Eventually I became comfortable with maneuvering and I zipped through traffic on the scooter with an engine that sounded like the world’s loudest mosquito.

SYM Scooter

All-in-all, I loved the city and will definitely return. Charleston, you’re amazing…stay that way!

Arthur Ravenel Jr. Bridge
Probably the most beautiful bridge that I’ve ever driven on

Charleston at Night

Stuck Behind a Horse

Parallel Parking Horse
The horse and carriage parked in a parking space and blended-in perfectly.

My Southern Breakfast
I ordered breakfast and they gave me a biscuit. I was confused.

Dessert: My Cayenne Pepper Cookie and Milk
This was my cayenne pepper, chocolate cookie that I willingly ate and enjoyed with a side of milk

We Took our Talents to South Beach

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When I was in school, Spring Break was a relatively dull week spent at home staring at the wall. Every year I passed the time by messaging my friends on AOL Instant Messenger, riding my bike in circles since I wasn’t allowed to leave the front of the house, and watching The Maury Povich Show [don’t judge]. Now that I’m a grown man, I’ve got the opportunity to change things and make the break slightly more exciting for my brother.

Last week my brother had Spring Break and I texted him and said, “wanna go to Miami tomorrow?” Before I fully pressed the the send button, he replied “SURE!!!!” And just like that, we planned our quick getaway to Florida. We departed New Jersey early in the morning in order to give us lots of time to explore things and have fun before our departure the following day. As the plane touched down, National Car Rental met us at the door of the plane with their swanky rental car, and our adventure officially began.

Here are some photos from the escapade:
Hawker 800XP - The Plane that Flew Us

Miami Escapade

The Rental Car

South Beach Miami

Miami Escapade

South Beach Miami

Versace Mansion

Espanola Way - South Beach

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Go Karting in Miami

My brother enjoyed himself and in my opinion, this trip was much better than the trips that I used to take when I was his age—which were primarily trips to the refrigerator, and back to the couch to watch more Maury.

A Peculiar guy named Geremy