From my personal journal. “When I last looked at the altimeter, it was inching slowly above 3000 ft. Very slowly. I estimated that I’d have another 2-3 minutes to go before we hit 4000 ft.
A couple of months ago, I snuck away to the town of St. Gallen in Switzerland to do some editing. Despite the Swiss Alps just a short train ride away, I managed to stick to my plan until near the end of the month when I joined my friends for a random trip to a “lake in the mountains”
Once upon a time, I was asked by a client if I could fly to Barcelona to shoot a short film.
For all the crazy races and adventures I take part in, I’m not one to pass up on a good massage or a relaxing day at the spa.
I have this incredible yearn to travel on a silver plane to Morocco back in in the 1940s. I want to grab a drink like and say something smooth like Humphrey Bogart and then ride by camel into the Sahara Desert like Lawrence of Arabia.
Prior to my arrival into New Zealand, I knew three things about New Zealand: 1. They have a lot of sheep.