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1. I am not drinking tonight. I arrived in Bocas del Toro on the Fourth of July. In the morning, in Puerto Viejo, I watched Joey Chestnut break his hot dog eating record with the help of a vpn, a borrowed cable login, and espn.com, and I found myself missing home. Though, which home that was I'm not sure. And I realized that the two places in the world I wished I could be, no longer ever would be. I wished I was at Coney Island, which will never be the same because in this past year two of my favorite...

This was me in high school. I've been wanting to find an excuse to post that for a while, but I didn't want anyone to think I'm stuck back in 1999 or something. Because I'm not. I mean, I'm not going to say that high school were the best years of my life. Because God that would be pathetically depressing. (And, you know, because my 30s have been pretty damn amazing). But I'm not going to say that I had a miserable high school experience either. Because God that would be depressing too....

"It's easy to be happy," Suwat said, handing over his bicycle. "Just ride, I know the way." I mounted the bike at 12:30 in the morning and pedaled down the hundreds of years old street. Sometimes I rode slowly, carefully, making small circles, trying not to fall. Sometimes I rode really fast, as fast as my legs could move, letting the wind catch my hair. I always rejoined my friend....

All I wanted was dinner. Scratch. Dinner and wifi. That was my plan. My mission. That was what I was looking for when I was walking down the street on one of my first nights in Pai. I certainly wasn't looking to meet a guy. In fact, I had promised myself that I wouldn't. No men in Pai. I'd been hurt enough lately and the last thing I needed was to meet yet another guy who would just break my heart. I needed Pai to just be fun, relaxing, devoid of any mental drama....

I want to throw out there this idiom (or whatever it is, The Google seems to think it's an idiom) that I'm sure you're all familiar with: "why buy the cow when you can get the milk for free." Really, I never understood the quote. Because who the fuck wants to buy a cow even if they're not getting free milk? Cows are big and they smell and milking them is a bitch (OK, I've never actually milked a cow, but I've milked a goat, and it was a bitch). Shouldn't it rather be "why buy the carton when you...

I am afraid of heights. No, that's not quite true. I am afraid of plummeting from heights. I held on for dear life and cried excessively every time a child bumped into me at the top of the Eiffel Tower for god's sake. So, how, exactly, I got roped into going bungee jumping in Chiang Mai, Thailand, and got myself 50 meters in the air, sitting on a crane, with a bungee chord strapped to my legs, is beyond me. No, that's not quite true. It involved, as such things often do, a cute boy and a couple of beers...

I'm not going to lie. I spent the entire next morning in Koh Tao crying. It was one of my hardest goodbyes yet. I had to turn around as I watched everyone ride off because I knew the tears were coming. And then I sat around all morning trying to find Dave, an Irishman who was the only other staying behind, so I'd have someone to console in. I was sad for losing Josh, who I'd liked more than I thought I would or ever wanted to. Who I felt comfortable and myself with, something that doesn't happen often for me. Who...