Annoying Traveler Profile: The Wannabe Kerouac

You know the guy. He’s in your hostel dorm, shirtless, wearing a pair of Hawaiian-patterned board shorts, and he’s telling anyone and everyone he can’t wait to get “back on the road”. What “the road” refers to is an ever-changing enigma, meaning anything from an unspecified spiritual place where profound soul-searching happens and existential crises are explored…

Late-Night Conversation in Los Angeles

There’s only one book that’s ever made me cry. Winnie the Pooh came close, The Koran left me right on the verge, but it was Jack Kerouac’s On the Road that put me over the edge. It wasn’t like Toy Story 3 crying, and not even your-team-getting-relegated crying, it was just a bit of face moisture. If I’ve…