Natalie Rushing

In my travels, I've seen some strange shit. And some of the strangest shit was Chicken Shit Bingo in Austin, Texas. The word I would use to describe this event is...Texas. Picture Lonestars. Honky-tonk music. Cowboy hats. Boots. Chickens. Two-stepping. A giddy crowd, full of anticipation, who sweet-talk the chicken, encouraging her to "do her business." Lots of Yee-haws. That pretty much sums up Chicken Shit Bingo at the Little Longhorn Saloon. The object of the game is probably exactly what you're thinking,[...]

Some travel experiences are life-changing in ways you wouldn't expect. Or if not life-changing, at least memorable. This is a story about stepping outside your comfort zone. Since I started my digital nomadic odyssey, I've had a few of those. So without further ado, here's my experience at the Irish Channel Parade in New Orleans. About a month prior to my first Irish Channel Parade, I'd met a sassy redhead I'll call Kate at a Mardi Gras Parade. When I say she knows how to work a float, she knows. She gets the b[...]

Austin is a fabulous city for the solo traveler or digital nomad. It's easy to meet new people, but there are also a lot of fun things to do alone in Austin. The people are friendly, there's a sense of community, there are numerous coffee shops to work from, and there's no shortage of fun activities. Plus, it's known for being a "weird" city, which I'm all about. So without further ado, here's a list of my favorite things to do alone in Austin! Patsy the chicken 1. Spend a Sunday at Chicken Shit Bingo[...]

Be careful out there, folks. I’m about to tell you about the 3 worst dates I’ve been on since I began my digital nomadic odyssey. These stories are funny to me now, but at the time I was less amused. Don't worry--nothing terrible happened, but still, look out. The last one is the absolute kicker. Ready? Let's get to it. Part of the Cathedral of Junk in Austin. It's kind of similar to dating--lots of junk out there, but you might find something good. Bad date #1: Rat Boy I met Chuck (not his[...]