The Bay Area is, undeniably, the shit; we have bomb-ass food, cool museums, an awesome bar scene — the list goes on. But the weather? Well, it leaves something to be desired (and I’m aware that I hold the minority opinion on this). Coming from the East, the toughest adjustment

Are you one of those people that has a weird fetish about “crossing over to the other side” via the longest, highest, scariest or oldest way possible? I kind of have a thing for bridges and tunnels. It just blows my mind that humans can actually create such massive infrastructure

Even Einstein was a self-professed “lone traveler”. You’re in a strange town or city all by yourself. Maybe you’re “on business” (Doesn’t that sound douchey?) or attending a mandatory family reunion. Either way, chances are your Holiday Inn room smells like human piss, and you may or may not have

Everyone knows it’s cheaper to travel with a large group of people. You can split gas, food, and the cost of the hotel room. But with so many bodies and personalities in one place, sometimes things can get a little sticky. Ew, not like that. Over this past Memorial Day

Looking to escape into the wild for just one day? In need of an excellent lower body workout? Wanna chill and eat sandwiches on top of a mountain? At Mount Diablo State Park, you can do all three, and it’s only a cheap day trip away! The park, located just

Drink up before midnight, or else you’ll turn into a Leprechaun… Calling all Leprechauns…get your green on and go out and get your drink on. Green beers preferred, but just remember this – SF taxis are FREE til 3 am!  I can’t promise that the cab drivers will be anything

A Few Things I Learned From My Short Trip to the Big Island of Hawaii: [disclaimer: as much as I joke about my broke-ass situation (which is still very much the broke-ass case), I’d like to acknowledge that I appreciate that I’m also pretty gosh dang lucky that I was

THREE kites? Show off! Spring has almost sprung in the Bay Area, and you know what that means: prepare to fight for a plot on the beer-soaked, bohemian-smattered lawn of Dolores Park.  But it doesn’t have to be so.  Why not reconnect with nature in the beautiful and boundless Berkeley