Nostalgia road trip.
My first time travelling solo was when I studied abroad at Northern Arizona University in Flagstaff, Arizona in 2014. That's where the travel bug bit me, and I spent eight months in the USA, making it to twenty-four states. Every year since, I've visited the USA and Arizona to catch up with friends and hit all the nostalgic spots. This year was no different.
Starting in Phoenix, we burnt a few days soaking up the eye-melting skies that sheath the city each day. The intense sunsets are almost enough to make you forget that you're literally being cooked alive. Almost. It's fucking hot there.
After taking a huge beating from the sun, my friend Zach Goen and I drove up memory lane one last time before I got ready to leave for Iceland. Our destination was our old college town, Flagstaff, though before we reached the base of the Flagstaff mountains, we stopped by Sedona, shooting the red rock canyons, appreciating some Native American art, and looking over the cactus fields like cowboys in a low-budget Western film.
Alright, so I probably should've taken some photos of Flagstaff, but, honestly, as soon as my foot hit the pavement getting out of the car, I got "the call" from my buddies. Nek minnit, I was five beers down at our go-to college bar. I can't go into too much detail about that because I can't remember any details. Judging by the titanic hangover, I'd say we had a good night. To make up for my shenanigans, here are some photos of Arizona I've taken over the years.
A well-deserved break from travelling and a PG rendezvous with my college friends was exactly the pick-me-up I needed before venturing to what quickly became my favourite country of all time — Iceland.
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Written by Chad Gerber, Edited by Nick Petrou