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Day 192: Watching Football and another night out

Tonight, I planned to watch the Dutch football match at Tonic Times Square bar. I woke up around 11:30 am, got ready quickly with a shower, shave, and brushing my teeth. Afterward, I messaged Steve to tell him about my plans and invited him to join if he felt like it and had the time. The Tonic Times Square bar I found online was going to be packed with Dutch fans, so I knew I had to get there early. If I didn’t, they might send me to their sister bar, where I’d read they’d immediately send families with children…

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Day 191: Fireworks at Brooklyn Bridge

Today, I planned to watch the Fourth of July fireworks near the Brooklyn Bridge. Rolling out of bed around 2 p.m., the aftermath of last night hit me—it had been wild, far beyond what I’d anticipated from the meeting. The first five minutes still stood out: the moment I nearly walked away but decided to stay. Fast forward to 6 a.m., and I was finally back at the hostel, exhausted but thrilled. A Well Deserved Bath With Drew gone, I had the entire dorm to myself for the day. Taking full advantage of the solitude, I filled the tub using…

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A packed crowd a fratty bar, New York City
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Day 190: My first couch surf meeting

Stepping out of my comfort zone, I planned to attend my first couch surf event today. The day started late, around 11 a.m., as I woke up feeling tired and unmotivated to head into the city. The idea of visiting Rockefeller Center and its observation deck crossed my mind, but instead, I focused on writing. Progressing through my articles, I managed to upload content up to the Bahamas section—a small but satisfying achievement. Scrolling the internet, I felt a bit desperate to find some company. The hostel was nearly empty, and I really wanted to celebrate the 4th of July…

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Day 189: Exploring New York’s Manhattan

Today was the day to explore Manhattan in New York. I woke up around noon, taking my time to ease into the day. The hostel surprised me with its cleanliness—kudos to the management. The bathroom was spotless and even had a bathtub. I indulged in a long, relaxing shower, appreciating how modern and well-maintained it was. Most hostels tend to have terrible showers, with broken heads that barely produce a trickle of water, but this one was a refreshing exception. Once I was ready, I left the hostel without having breakfast, planning to find a Subway restaurant somewhere in Manhattan…

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Day 178: Final gambling at the Strip

Today would be my final day gambling at the strip. I woke up around midnight after spending the entire night using my laptop in the dorm. It was blissfully empty since everyone else was out partying at the Electric Daisy Carnival (EDC). Having the place to myself was quite enjoyable. I made good use of the room’s refrigerator, which was really convenient. After realizing someone had been drinking my Coke from the communal kitchen for the past two days, I decided to keep my drinks in the room to prevent any more thefts. Those coke thieves were absolute morons! After…

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Day 177: Avoiding the heat and major gamble risks

Today marked my final day of gambling at the Fremont Street Experience. I woke up late, well into the afternoon. Given the scorching heat outside, I didn’t mind the late start. Venturing outdoors in such weather was simply unbearable. The only excursion I made while awake was to grab some food at seven eleven. The rest of the day was spent in contemplation and planning. I decided it was time to rent a car again. Having a vehicle would greatly streamline my itinerary, allowing me to arrange tours and visit national parks at my own pace. The decision weighed heavily…

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The Fountains of Bellagio
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Day 176: Losing money at the Strip

I woke up around 10 am with plans to visit the Strip today. As I glanced around the dorm, I noticed some faces missing and new ones taking their place. Sean was nowhere to be found, replaced by a new arrival perched on his bunk bed. This gentleman, an older Indian named Som (pronounced as Zoom), struck up a polite conversation with me. I extended an invitation for him to join me on my trip to the Strip. To my surprise, Som seemed astonished to learn that there was more to Las Vegas than just the Fremont Street Experience! I…

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The big overhead screen on Fremont Street by night, Las Vegas
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Day 175: The Fremont Street Experience

Today, my plan was to delve into the Fremont Street experience in Las Vegas. I woke up late, around 11 am. Yesterday was a long night—I spent hours typing and uploading content. I covered so much about Hawaii and LA; it was quite intense. I began my day by heading to the 7/11 just across the street, barely 40 meters away from the hostel. Stepping outside, I was hit by a wave of intense heat. It felt like opening an oven door and having the warm air blast right into your face. The dry air made me start…

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Day 170: Californian road trip! The City of Angels

I reached Los Angeles International Airport (LAX) at 6 am. After stepping outside the terminal, I decided to use the restroom before retrieving my backpack from the luggage belt. However, as I approached the urinal in the corner, I was met with a disgusting sight: a large piece of feces lying in the urinal. “Welcome to Los Angeles, Maarten,” I muttered to myself with a wry smile. A few minutes later, I retrieved my bag from the baggage pick-up area. Deciding to grab breakfast first, I inquired about nearby dining options from the security officers stationed outside the baggage claim…

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Road in the neighborhood of Kailua-Kona, the Big Island Hawaii
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Day 168: The last drive on the Big Island

Today didn’t offer much excitement until I reached the charming Manago Hotel. I rose around 9 am, got myself ready, and began some writing on my laptop. However, hunger soon beckoned, prompting me to stroll back to the nearby store. As I stepped outside, the lively sounds in the air hinted at a special event—a celebration for King Kamehameha. Grabbing a drink from the shop, I returned to the hotel. Shortly after, I made the impromptu decision to head towards Kailua-Kona. On my way out, I struck up a conversation with two men painting the hotel exterior. They suggested…

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