It’s been awhile since I’ve done any sort of update with this blog, I apologize. Summer has been way too adventurous But I’ve been trying to find time to recap my eventful summer, and today was one of them.
It’s been 2 years since I was down in “The Biggest Little City”. One of my friends in the city told me about a bboy jam coming up, so my crew mate and I decided to spontaneously have a trip to Reno just for it. We figured since it’s summer, why the hell not? I have family down in the area, but none of their places were available to stay for the weekend. Luckily, because my dad is a regular over at Circus Circus, we were able to snag 2 nights for free.
I forgot how scary it is driving to Reno at night. I found myself struggling to stay awake. It’s kind of like taking highway 17 to Santa Cruz, with the windy roads, but on a large mountain. On top of that, it was at night. It came down to the point where I got in an accident that could’ve been fatal. I’m just thankful to make it down. This is the third farthest place I’ve driven to, besides LA and San Diego (I recently took a SoCal trip this summer, a recap for that trip will be up soon).
The second day of the trip consisted mainly of the bboy jam. It was one of the smaller jams that I’ve been to, as Reno’s bboy scene is small. But what was great was that the host did a great job of inviting out-of- state folk. And majority of the time, when a bboy here’s about a jam, they will go. Especially if it’s just a drive away. My crew mate and I made sure we repped while we were down there, so we initiated the cyphers, talked to all the bboys there, and threw down in the battles. Although I was disappointed with my performance in the actually battles, I made sure that I had fun at the end of the day, and my family helped with that.
I was super excited to see all my aunts, uncles, and cousins from my mom’s side. They were the family that I grew with. Like I said, it’s been 2 years since I was in the area, so there was a lot to catch up on. After a couple years of rare contact, you’d think that there would at least be a little bit of awkwardness. But I felt like I’ve matured since college, so I made sure that wasn’t the case. As a result, I got to catch up with everybody in a fun and comfortable manner.
While driving back home, my crew mate and I talked about the idea of traveling. He showed me a quote on tumblr that got me thinking about the seriousness of it (you could find the quote here). There were a few lines that stuck out to me:
“…you can travel. You just don’t want it enough. You want a degree or a well-paying job or to stay in your comfort zone more. This is fine, if it’s what your heart desires most, but please don’t envy me and tell me you can’t travel. “
“Only people who have grown old and regretted never traveling, who have regretted focusing too much on money and superficial success, who have realized too late that there is so much more to living than this.”
And so it is with me. This trip has reminded me about why I started this blog. I could talk all day about how much I want to travel, but that means nothing if I don’t have anything to show for it. I hope you stay with me and this blog, and watch me grow. I will make sure not to disappoint.
Here are pictures from my trip. Enjoy.