I went to Quito, Ecuador with my boyfriend who was traveling/performing with a Peruvian circus down there, so since he was busy performing most days im totally not the gf to sit backstage and wait for their bf all day so i went traveling alone mostly, here are some photos to go along with my story.

After weighing the pros and cons of a short bus, a van, or an RV my girlfriend and I decided to go with a bus. We checked CL and autotrader for something that would work for us. At the time we were in Indy, though, and were fortunate that a school bus dealer called Midwest Transit was located nearby. These guys only deal in busses and a lot of schools will sell their old busses to them as used inventory. They have locations throughout Indiana, Illinois, and Missouri. More fortunate still...

So I thought I would write (with some pictures included) about my experience working for a fish processing plant in Southeast Alaska this summer, seeing as how there seems to be a fair amount of people interested in maybe doing this kind of work. Hopefully this semi-indepth review will give a better idea as to what to expect before you commit to working a season up there. Sorry if this is too long and drawn out, but whatever....you can skim thru if you like.

Croajingolong Nat'l Park is just about halfway between Melbourne and Sydney (about 6 hours drive from each) aka literally in the middle of nowhere. We set up on the beach, started a fire and broke out our bottles of wine and whiskey and cans of soup and god damn did the stars ever come out. It felt like looking at what the Hubble telescope sees. It doesn't even compare to anything I've seen in the US even in the most remote places. This was a whole other level.

So, I'm in the Wellington airport flying out of New Zealand to Ulaanbataar in about 12 hours, where I'll meet up with a couple of friends and a bunch of people I've only met on the internet. Then I'm going to buy a very big animal whose wellbeing I'll be responsible for, and hopefully will be okay with carrying me around. Feels pretty surreal. STAY TUNED.

When I first saw this guy, he was tied up to the halter of a big, strong, healthy-looking chestnut horse with a full mane(all our horses so far had theirs shaved for the summer, kind of a visual bummer). I wanted the flashy horse, but we still had bigger taller people without riding horses so I gave over regretfully.

“I humbly invite you to take a stroll through my life in the squatter community of the Lower East Side (LES) in the 1990s,” writes Ash Thayer, whose book, Kill City, focuses on New York City squatters, harking back to another age, when city’s were not being made overly safe, libraries were valued and open – those arcane places where you could sit indoors for free without paying money and read – when the welfare state was not run on grandiose corporate business lines, when being young,...

This one time, I rode my bicycle across america and nothing bad happened. Anacortez, Washington to St. Augustine, Florida. Here are some of my favorite photos taken within the last 113 days.

Punk Island is a 1 day all ages and totally free DIY festival on one of the islands of NYC every June. This was my 2nd year going. Last year it was on Staten Island, this year Governors Island. ~65 bands played this year.

I started out visiting a friend at the Seattle Folk Life festival and a year later I'd crossed the country three times and found myself living on a sailboat in Key West, Florida.

Over the winter of 2011 I was invited to live at East Jesus, an independent artist collective located in Slab City, California. These were my experiences living in a completely off the grid collective in the desert.

This is a tale of a railroad engineer meeting some hobos for the first time, and how that eventually led to him becoming a train hopper himself.

The majority of squats I've visited have been hideouts for the homeless to avoid harassment by the police. So when I was invited to visit this squat in Oakland, I was excited to see a another example of anarchist philosophy in action.