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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…

Miami Beach: Paradise Within Reach.

Everyone of my nails is chipped and my nail polish has long since worn off. I am sweaty, my hair is knotty, my eyeliner is on my cheeks and I’m so thirsty I feel like my tongue is made of cotton. My feet are dirty and hurt, and my stomach is bloated from eating hot meals in the hot sun. It is my last day of vacation in Miami Beach, Florida, and you wouldn’t know that I had just been…

Road Trip Series: Charleston, Part Two.

I was lucky enough to grow up in equal parts country, and equal parts city. For my entire life I lived in a rural part of New Jersey, but was close enough to the city that I could drive 5 minutes to a train station and be in Midtown in a little over an hour. I was able to go to school all day in the city, but come home to my quiet country home, listening to nothing but the breeze and the…

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,…