Santa Monica, CA. The world is AMAZING! 2002
The coolest thing about my friend and fellow UCLA grad, Sioux-z, isn't that she's been a traffic reporter on TV and radio for years or that she's bantered with some of L.A. greatest DJs thanks partly to her raspy made-for-radio voice or even that she once shared a joint with Jack Nicholson in a janitor's closet during halftime at a Lakers game during the Fabulous Forum era. And, sure, she's pretty awesome for inviting me to crash on her couch during my 30 Days of Couchsurfing experiment back in late '09. (Which you can read about in my new book.) But I think the coolest thing about Sioux-z is her adventurous spirit and her eagerness to explore the world. Many, if not most, of her trips all over the globe have been taken alone. (Machu Pichu much?) Which flies in the face of conventional wisdom that says women shouldn't be traveling alone. "Bullshit!" I can just hear Sioux-z scowling before retreating to a Dalai Lama-inspired lotus move into peace, tranquility and Oneness. Ommmm . . . .