Traveling Stories

Dear Brian, I am in Houston this week. I found love... at least for a few hours Tuesday night. A cute little Mexican girl, about twenty-two or twenty-three years old. She was at the bar all alone. I struck up a conversation with her in Spanish (yes, I am bilingual in addition to being bisexual). We spoke for about forty-five minutes. She told me her whole life story about how she left Juarez because it was so dangerous th...

1.1 Introduction to Celina Hi, I'm Celina, and, uh, well, sometimes I feel like I'm in a movie or something. I'm eighteen years old and I live in Mexico, you know? And when I look in the mirror, it's like... wow! Is it really me? I am very young and I have these curves, so curvy! My hips are wide and when I walk, they wiggle from side to side. It's a little weird but also, I don't know... interesting? Sometimes I feel lik...

Chapter Ninety-One After a few days of enjoying a mini vacation, it was time for Mac and Grace to return to work. Their recent push to expand the Vienna office came with a few glitches that needed to be ironed out, including software updates and hiring additional personnel – all of which fell under Grace’s umbrella of duties. The week began well enough. But after a few days of grueling meetings, it was clear to Franz Hube...

It had been 6 months since I had finished flipping my van into the luxury mini-travel home it is today, taking me across many states, seeing amazing sights, and meeting extraordinary people. What I hadn’t realized was that, even with my sweet pup Callie, it could get so lonely without someone to share my travels with. Not only was I lonely, but I found myself often wanting more than a good night’s rest in my bed. I’d brok...