(This one is the coolest because if you look in the center, you can see a building is on fire)
This is what Baghdad looks like from above.
That's all. Bye!
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Mexico: Bedbugs, $60 Shoeshines, and Papal Demons
In fall 2013, I briefly lived in Mexico City for about a month and a half. I never got the chance to write about it, mostly because I was too busy and it felt like every moment I was about to have the opportunity to sit and write, some new, odd, and unusual thing was happening.
I was in New York City when I made the decision to go. Why Mexico, I'm not really sure. I had no home. No plans. And I had a matter of days to figure out where I was going next. Where I end up is often arbitrary and decided on a roulette of whim. Sometimes, it's answering to the question of "where I will get the most of my money?". Other times, it's "where will I live
Iceland, Ho!
I arrived in Reykjavik, Iceland on Friday morning. Given that I didn't travelogue my life and journeys in Mexico, South Africa, or anywhere else I've been recently, I figured I should give it a shot this time around.
I have a very bad habit of opening Hipmunk, entering a random city and looking for cheap plane tickets. I'm not sure what provokes this in me, but I do it rather relentlessly. However, Reykjavik was not cheap, at least not 3 weeks in advance. The cheapest ticket from where I was in the US was asking for over $4,000 per round-trip ticket. Somehow, booking separate flights knocked the cost down by thousands of dollars--but was a t
Survey
1: Full name
Aimee Free Bird Ault
2: Age
30
3: 3 Fears
I've had my worst fears realized and survived them, so I don't have fears anymore.
4: 3 things I love
Traveling, caffeine, and problem-solving
5: 4 turns on
In a human? Adventure-seeking, danger, boldness, independence, ability to recognize off-by-one errors.
6: 4 turns off
Dishonesty, desperation, ambivalence, indifference
7: My best friend
I don't really feel like I have a best friend. I have many acquaintances however, each is good for something different, scattered all over the place so often my closest friends are furthest away and what constitutes
On the Occasion of 6 Years of Being Dad-less
I don’t have a dad. I used to have one, but I don’t anymore. He’s not dead. And I’m not adopted, but he’s not a part of my life. The world is now vastly replete with Father-to-Daughter epistles imparting wisdom on their young, naive daughters about this cruel world. I wondered, in a world where I never get to hear those words passed to me, what words I would say to my own father if the tables were turned.
My dad was a pretty great dad when I was growing up. He stepped in as assistant coach for my soccer team. I attribute my sense of humor to him because he was the most colossal and epic troll of a dad ever. And
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Nice 
The building on fire is probably an oil refinery goo.gl/aNgjmb.
Anyways, it's good to know Aimee is still alive and kicking!
The building on fire is probably an oil refinery goo.gl/aNgjmb.
Anyways, it's good to know Aimee is still alive and kicking!