Driving cross-country: Apps for the road

With our cross-country trip just days away (and the swelling from my wisdom teeth extraction FINALLY going down), John and I are kicking into high gear finishing up last-minute packing and tying up loose ends. I wasn’t of much use this week, though, and I am SO ready to put food in my mouth with reckless abandon. Besides sleeping, I spent much of this week’s opiate haze staring at my phone and looking up apps that would make our road trip to L.A. more fun and informed, so I thought I’d share a roundup of some of the apps I found that would be great for any road trip.

travel apps

Roadtrippers is an app best used by planning it out first on your computer, then taking it on the road with you using your phone. Once you map out your route and select each stop along the way, you can choose what you’d like information about in each city or town, including accommodations, food, museums, parks, and more. What’s great about it is that it’s curated by local experts and travel writers, and it doesn’t just include the standard tourist traps, but it points you to more obscure locations, too. Your filter can include anything from amusement parks and scenic attractions to folk art and abandoned buildings. You know, the spots where you can take the best new Facebook profile picture.

roadtrippers app

Food is going to be a pretty important part of our trip, and while I plan on saving money (and my health) by stopping at more grocery stores than fast food places, we’re going to want some good local fare when we stop every night. The TVFoodMaps app lets you search by city and find all the local pubs and restaurants featured on channels like the Food Network. Below, just a few places to check out in Nashville. (I personally am inclined to visit any place featured on Diners, Drive-ins and Dives or Man v. Food.)

TVFoodMaps app

A few other travel apps we’ll probably be using a fair amount are iExit, GasBuddy, and Trapster. iExit lets you know in realtime what amenities are at upcoming exits (gas, food, lodging, etc.) and how to get there from the off-ramp. There have been plenty of times during road trips past when I’ve gotten off the main highway thinking the next place with a bathroom would be in plain site only to get lost four miles from the exit and eventually ended up peeing in a questionable unisex gas station bathroom with no lock.

iExit can find you the gas stations, but GasBuddy can do that and tell you where it’s cheapest. Users help keep the listed prices up-to-date, and the app gives you incentive to do so by giving you points toward prizes. Money saved on the road in the form of gas costs is a huge part of enjoying your road trip, especially when your fuel economy is compromised by the weight of your load (heh).

Though my mama scolds me for it, I sometimes have a bit of a lead foot when I drive. Trapster alerts you to speed traps and parked cops looking to give you a ticket. It depends on app users’ updates and obviously won’t be 100 percent accurate, but it’s nice to have extra pairs of eyes on the road, especially when those cops are super-undercover. Still, mom, I promise I won’t speed too much.

vscocam app

Of course, my very favorite part of a good road trip is the number of photo opps that come with it. You can bet I’ll be taking tons of pictures—both my film and digital SLRs are coming with me, along with my tripod and old filters. I’ll also be very active on Instagram, which means I’ll want decent photo editing apps for my phone. After reading great reviews and seeing other Instagram users with it, I downloaded the VSCO CAM app and am already in love. If you’re on Instagram and feel as though you’ve overdosed on the Kelvin filter (kidding—no self-respecting photographer uses Kelvin), VSCO CAM not only lets you choose from several gorgeous filters, but it also lets you adjust their intensity. I love the subtle and elegant touch of each filter, each of which shows off the subject of your photo more than it shows off the filter itself.

tinyplanet app

TinyPlanet is another recent favorite photo app of mine that creates the above otherworldly look for your photos. Just choose from your phone’s photo album which picture you’d like to morph, and it turns it into a strange, tiny planet in seconds. Best used with panoramic, patterned, or scenic shots (rather than selfies).

Best of all, with the exception of TinyPlanet and iExit, these are all free. (The other two are just 99 cents.) What else should I check out? What are your favorite apps for travel, food, and photography? Witty Title Here goes West in just four days!

Interweb Finds: Self-portraits on drugs, advice on success & more

By the time most of you read this, I’ll be strung out on Vicodin mourning the loss of my nonessential and expensive-to-remove wisdom teeth. Hopefully I don’t come to know regret and despair like this chick. But if you see any crazy tweets from me tomorrow, just know it’s the Vicodin talking.

So yes, I’m back from a wonderful and sunny family vacation, and now it’s time for surgery, rest, and then the last bit of packing. Here are this week’s links to make your Monday a little more special:

Awhile back, I answered a few questions for Aimee about female empowerment, living simply, and more. Check out the interview on EcoGrrl.

An eye-opening recount of the recent anti-choice legislation hearing in Texas from a pro-choice supporter:

“If Republican Pat Fallon, for instance, gave a shit about the life of the fetus, he wouldn’t have spent the entire eight hours of debate sneaking potato chips from a manila envelope, doing bizarre little dances from his chair, and brandishing a yardstick like a play sword to poke his buddies in the butt as they walked by. But Rep. Pat Fallon wasn’t actually fighting for the life of anything but his own political career. And all he had to do to accomplish that goal was to ignore every logical argument, compassionate plea, and harrowing anecdote delivered that night, just plug his fat little ears and pretend he was back in the frat house. Mission accomplished.”

Both fascinating and terrifying—self-portraits by an artist who used a different drug every day.

These dresses move and light up when you look at them. (Creepy and beautiful!)

Feel like a nap after that crab-stuffed salmon dinner? Resist the urge. Walking after a meal is good for your digestion.

51 entrepreneurial women in the music business offer up their advice on success. Though some of it is specific to the biz, the messages behind their words are universal.

Seven brutally honest rejection letters.

This video will blow your mind. Look what happens to salt when you put it on a surface and alter the vibrating frequencies.

That’s all from me for at least a couple of days. I’ll be posting up in bed while John lifts all of the heavy stuff into our shipping container. Convenient, no? Happy Monday!

S’mores and sparks

I spent this Fourth of July in North Carolina watching fireworks by the bayside after an obligatory session with some s’mores. My sisters and I experimented with sparklers and long exposures, and this is what we got:

July 4th

 

America, I’ll be seeing a lot of you soon. Asheville, Nashville, Memphis, Amarillo, Santa Fe, Sedona, the Grand Canyon, Las Vegas, Joshua Tree, Los Angeles…and a whole lot in between.

Any of my fellow bloggers along the way? And, if you’re ‘murrican, where and how did you celebrate your independence? Wherever you are, I hope you enjoy your long weekend. More excitement to come in the next couple weeks as I document my tour along the southern cross-country route!

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Through the lens: photos from June

Today marks my first official day as an unemployed, soon-to-be California-bound chick, and where am I spending it? On the beaches of the Outer Banks, North Carolina. Now that it’s July, I only have a couple of weeks to go until John and I head west, so I’m squeezing in one last family vacation. As anxious as I’ve been over packing and logistics, it’s nice to get away for a little while and let relaxation wash over me.

June can be summed up in a word: anticipation. For obvious reasons. But this week of vacation will be a much-needed reminder to enjoy the moment I’m in. Here’s a look back at some of my favorite moments from June:

My youngest sister graduated from elementary school, and her friend had a graduation party at the beautiful house above. I also took her portraits:

…and then this happened.

As I was stargazing one night, I decided to try my hand at experimenting with long exposure shots. I love how dark and moody these two came out:

And I visited McKenzie on her farm again. The below photos weren’t taken with my usual film camera (ole Minolta!), but a Pentax K1000 my aunt gave to me along with FOUR lenses. I’m using my favorite, the wide angle lens below:

…and there were bundles of kittens.

And of course, more exploring Baltimore:

 

So aside from this week’s vacation, I have more packing, a road trip to California, finding a place to live, and finding a job to look forward to. (And, oh yeah, can’t forget that wisdom teeth removal surgery.) What do you have going on this month? Happy July!

No such thing as certainty

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Tomorrow.

Tomorrow is my last day at my job before I move to L.A. (Less than three weeks away!) In a couple of days, I’ll receive my last full-time paycheck—a bittersweet reminder of the certainty and stability I’m giving up in exchange for adventure and dream fulfillment.

Tomorrow, I will still have a job. The next day, I won’t. That will be my certainty. (That, and sweatpants. Every day.)

The thing about certainty is that it’s often just a very comforting illusion. It’s the product of believing that what we have today will still be around tomorrow and taking whatever that is for granted. If that’s the case, how can a job, a paycheck, or stability be certain? Our perspectives on these things are different than they once were in this still-struggling economy, of course, but sometimes it takes a drastic change—in this case, my own volition to move—to realize none of it was ever certain anyway. I was just lucky.

If there’s ever a time to be uncertain, this is it. It’s like what people keep telling me: “It’s great you’re moving cross-country. Now’s the time to do it.” While I’d like to think I’ll always be the adventurous type, able to pick up and go follow my dream, I don’t disagree with the implication behind those comments. Now is the time. It’s why we’re doing it. While age isn’t a factor for everyone, in general, the older we get and the more rooted we become, the harder it is to make a bold move. There’s no guaranteeing that the future will be a more convenient time. Life doesn’t care about convenience. (The fact that I’m getting my wisdom teeth out one week before we leave is proof of that.)

So what do I know? I know that I can be certain of this moment and my intentions for the next. That’s about it.

I remember the day I quit my old restaurant gig hoping it would be my last. It probably wasn’t my last. I might actually have to master the art of balancing a large tray, once and for all, if I want to pay rent while attending school full-time. Or maybe I’ll be a dog walker. Getting paid to hang out with dogs sounds awesome, except for the poop part. Or maybe there’ll be the perfect writing opportunity, or maybe a combination of all of the above.

I’m open to the possibilities. I am so ready for a change, no matter how scary. Of that, I am certain.

Confessions

I only got halfway through The Grapes of Wrath. And On the Road. And Naked Lunch.

I once feigned an allergy to blueberries so I wouldn’t have to eat a blueberry muffin. I was 14 and had never even tried a blueberry.

In middle school, I had my friends “break up” with a boyfriend for me while I watched from afar. On two separate occasions.

In high school, I once didn’t have enough money to split a check three ways, and I never paid back the girl who covered me—even though I said I would.

During an interview for an internship in college, I awkwardly shook the hand of the woman who was interviewing me. And then apologized for it. Which was even more awkward.

Up until recently, I used the words “picaresque” and “picturesque” interchangeably.

Sometimes, I’m impatient with my sisters and feel guilty about it.

Sometimes, I ask for advice and don’t agree with it.

Sometimes, I’m passive aggressive because it’s easier than confrontation. But I’m working on that.

I’m worried moving to California will be more difficult than I’m capable of handling.

I’m terrified all my peers in grad school will be smarter than I am.

I’m scared I’ll finish grad school and not know what to do next.

 

I’ve forgiven myself for past mistakes. (And if I’m forgiving myself, I should forgive others, too.) I’m trusting myself to make good decisions. I’m embracing the uncertainty without allowing myself to become paralyzed by fear. There’s a lot I’m choosing to leave out of this confessional. But I feel better already. What do you need to get off your chest?