Of hammocks and pomegranates
the snarky manifesto of a phoenix feminist-atheist-chefwannabe-coffeeaddict-thinksshecandoyoga teacher type pesron.
other descriptions of possible interest:
werita spanish interpreter
cheese hater-wine lover
fits well in small spaces
former graywater system installer
multiple-time failed gardener
other descriptions of possible interest:
werita spanish interpreter
cheese hater-wine lover
fits well in small spaces
former graywater system installer
multiple-time failed gardener
Who I Follow
this girl!
but that’s ok. I have motivation. My airport ritual is that any time I get in and have time to kill before a flight, I always go to the airport bar and drink a local beer. no matter what time it is. hey, i’m not driving, i have nothing better to do, i’m on vacation!, and it’s a good way to experience some local culture while laid over in, say, north carolina.
“can’t hit snooze… need to make it to airport by 6 to get microbrew.”
