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California, where the pioneers go.

I have only ever seen glimpses of California through Led Zeppelin songs and Walt Whitman poems. It was where everyone at film school planned to migrate after graduation. It was a land of pioneering and inventing, where all the newest gadgets, games and films were born. I was never one for the cold and the snow, and I loved the country side more than anything. I felt a longing for California, much like Robert Plant did when he sang "there's…

GDC 2016: The Great Nerd Migration.

Every year over 26,000 nerds converge upon San Francisco for GDC to attend lectures, try out new technology, meet other game developers, and see who takes home the prize at the Game Developers Choice Awards. It's is essentially game mecca, and this year was my first year attending. In October I was hired by a close friend of mine to community manage and market a game he created called CHKN. Only two weeks from launch, I found myself on a plane to…

The Inn at English Meadows, Kennebunk, Maine.

My boyfriend and I don't talk about our future a lot. Not because we don't see each other in the same future, quite the opposite actually. We know we have a long future ahead of us, what's the sense in making grand plans? Plans can change in the blink of an eye, as we've learned over the years. When I traveled to Maine solo I had time alone in a new place to think about where I might be going.…

Road Trip Series: Key West, Florida.

The best places on Earth are the ones you have to trek, strain and sweat to get to. Key West had unexpectedly become that place for us after 12 hours of driving from Atlanta, Georgia to Key West, Florida. City streets turned to interstates which opened up to the vast Everglades, and when the sun began to set we hopped our way from island to island across the keys at a slow and steady 25 miles an hour. Torture. Pure torture. When…

Road Trip Series: Atlanta & Marietta, Georgia.

  On our way out of Charleston in the middle of nowhere I woke up from a food-coma induced car nap having to really, and I mean really, pee. Long story short, I took my first outdoor wee somewhere between South Carolina and Georgia. Early that night we pulled into a Radisson in Marietta, Georgia and I was convinced I was going to throw up from that long car ride. So just let me set the scene; it's dusk, I'm pacing back and…

Road Trip Series: Charleston, Part One.

I live in New York City, the city of all cities, where streets sprawl in grids and everything continues to grow higher and higher. From the upper west side to the farthest reaches of Queens, you know you're in a city. Occasionally there will be a beautiful, remote park that you can lose yourself in, but there's always the sound of the city somewhere in the distance. Charleston was nothing of the sort. It was a perfect combination of country, city,…

Road Trip Series: The Great Dismal Swamp and the Outerbanks.

VIRGINIA We left Colonial Williamsburg, Virginia early one morning and drove through wide open spaces on our way to Outerbanks, North Carolina. Growing up in New Jersey and working in Manhattan, I had never been to a place so wide and so vast. I pulled over to get out of my car and for about five minutes, and I didn't see a single soul or hear a single sound that was man-made. [caption id="attachment_561" align="aligncenter" width="800"] Somewhere in the middle…