Rock the Vote, But Only for a Few More Weeks

  So here I am in Phoenix, anxiously promoting the Drop Me Anywhere Kickstarter project and watching the weather lady tell me we’re flirting with 100 degree temperatures. I think, “Well, I do… Continue reading

An April Fools’ Day Announcement – No Joke!

If you remember, I launched this website exactly at midnight on New Year’s Eve, not because it’s fun to read when you’re drunk (it is), but starting this project seemed like a great way to begin the new year. I did the first Drop Me Anywhere trip during Valentine’s Day (yes, there was some romance, but I’m saving it for the book).

The Traveler’s Ten Commandments

Hello Travel Buddies! I know it’s been a couple of weeks since you heard from me. If you follow Drop Me Anywhere on Facebook you’ve been reading my “Unplanned Travel Tip of the… Continue reading

The Good, The Bad and the Thank-You’s – St. John’s Newfoundland

Have you read Farewell Newfoundland? You should read that before continuing here. So now I’m home. But alas, we still have a few things to discuss. First, the good: I cannot say it… Continue reading

Farewell Newfoundland

Have you read Finding Religion and Virgins? It’s what happened the day before. On my final day here I head down the hill to spend some quality time exploring the shops of St.… Continue reading

Finding Religion and Virgins

Have you read Museums, Speakeasies and Screeech-Ins yet? You can find it here. I wake up a bit late today with a note from my bartender excusing me from any conversation before my… Continue reading

Museums, Speakeasies and Screech-Ins, Oh My!

Have you read Quidi Vidi Vici? You might want to check it out. I wake up today to more freezing rain, mixed with snow, mixed with wind, mixed with blustery cold temperatures. The… Continue reading

Quidi Vidi Vici

The plan for today is to head on over to Quidi Vidi, a tiny fishing village in St. John’s. Quidi Vidi Village (pronounced Kiddy Viddy) was used after World War II for the… Continue reading

Through Rain, Sleet and the Frosty Festival

Don’t forget, this series starts with “Oh Canada.” You might want to check it out. Today I wake up (very late) to freezing rain being pounded against windows at 100km per hour. For… Continue reading

Stepping Up to Signal Hill

To get there I’m told to head east and just keep walking uphill. While there is a beautiful hiking trail leading up to Signal Hill, I’m warned not to attempt it during the winter as it surely means death. While not one to head warnings of danger easily (if the sign says, “Welcome, come in!” there’s normally a little less adventure than if it says, “Danger, keep out!”), I had been cautioned by a few people so I decide to not die in St. John’s on my first full day here.