Watch Me Turn 30, by Ashley N.
Question of the year: Is spending your late 20s living on South Beach and island-hopping the Caribbean as a career a) every responsible adult's fantasy or b) totally outlandish and ultimately unfulfilling for a semi-responsible adult who still places an abnormally high priority on fun? Perhaps the mere concept of what constitutes adulthood has been distorted due to my surroundings.

Through this blog, I hope to figure out what being "almost 30" really means to me...hopefully, before the big b-day next January.

Thanks goes to Holly C. for, first and foremost, agreeing to go on one of my press trips to the 'burbs of Fort Lauderdale and ultimately passing this site along to me.
the photo for August 15, 2008
DAY 217  |  August 15, 2008

This morning, I flew to the "dirty dirty" of Virginia Beach for my friend Rew's post-wedding "BBQ & Bluegrass" party. All of us in the WVU crew mistook the wedding party for a frat party so we went out and caused havoc all over town.

On our way back to the hotel that night, I had what was hands-down the funniest experience of my life. We called a cab and were picked up by the "Redneck Express" an honest to goodness cab service where the seats were covered in camouflage and the driver was a huge redneck in a Hawaiian shirt who blasted country tunes and shared insight such as "Cheesburgers and titties, I never met a one I didn't like." A must-do on any itinerary to the VB.

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