Attending a music festival in another state was nothing new, but there was going to be an added element to this rodeo. We were going to tackle Boston Calling — a three-day musical extravaganza with a lineup comprised of the likes of Fall Out Boy, All Time Low, Cage the Elephant, and Avril Lavigne — in a fashion that would likely make even the most reckless gambler cringe: two old heads flying out to the East Coast and pulling an all-nighter as if we were teenagers again.
Read MoreWriting and travel are two of my greatest passions in life, so you’d think combining them would send me into a state of euphoric delirium. The truth is that being a travel blogger means I am constantly thinking of ways to make content out of my travels, which can be draining at times. When you’re in a new place experiencing new things, it’s generally best to simply be in the moment and enjoy it, but there is always a little voice in the back of my mind reminding me that these posts don’t write themselves.
Read MoreHaving just sung the final lyrics of "The Lion Sleeps Tonight" — as a gang of five college students are apt to do, apparently (or was that just us?) — the front of another vehicle collided with the rear passenger door of the Ford Focus, sending us flying off into the ditch.
Read MoreIt was mid-February when I decided to drop $350 on a four-day weekend pass to a summer music festival. I was in Grand Rapids, Michigan, at a friend's place, looking over the details online — who would be playing, where we would stay, etc. — when he and I pulled the trigger and signed ourselves up for the Firefly Music Festival in Dover, Delaware, the capital of America's first state.
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