My last trip to New Orleans was for the fifth anniversary of Katrina, and I had the awesome opportunity to bring my family down. We all worked on a house together and met some of the families.
I don’t remember my first trip, but I do remember when my mom took me to Disney World in Orlando. It wasn’t the rides but Epcot Center that most fascinated me. It made me want to see those countries that are represented there for real.
Writing is like driving at night in the fog. You can only see as far as your headlights, but you can make the whole trip that way.
I never needed much, and I never thought I’d get more than what I had. A trip to Burger King was the biggest thing in the world to me. Heaven.
Gérard Mourou, who was my PhD supervisor, dreamed up the idea of increasing laser intensity by orders of magnitude. He did it while he was on a ski trip with his family. He probably shouldn’t have been thinking about lasers.
I’ve probably been guilty of assuming people from by-gone generations were stuffy, two dimensional and a bit dull. But my trip on ‘Who Do You Think You Are?’ has proved the opposite to be true.
Just got back from a pleasure trip: I took my mother-in-law to the airport.
I never make a trip to the United States without visiting a supermarket. To me they are more fascinating than any fashion salon.
Every time – well, not every time, but in celebration of a great review or a great accolade, I take the team of Daniel to Katz’s Deli for lunch. We take the trip on the subway, we were like 40 or 50 people, and we go in the back room and have a pastrami sandwich.
My first trip to China was 1990, and that was in a world where there were virtually no cars at all on the road, and everybody had bicycles.
Being a Jehovah’s Witness, it was really a trip. We had to go from door to door, and we weren’t allowed to associate with the other children. It was a lot of rules.
For ‘The Trip To Bountiful,’ I was worried about being too heavy, because I supposedly had just gotten out of the hospital.
I will go around the space shuttle and give a guided tour of the major areas and describe what is done in each area. This will be called The Ultimate Field Trip.
I like slightly obscure places, where the waves may not be world class, but you can tie some culture in with your surf trip.
I went on a school trip aged 13 around the Mediterranean on a Second World War ship. Seeing lemon trees and orange groves at that age was amazing.
Not as much as I used to, but I use the Internet for everything. I use it for information. Like if I’m planning a trip or something, I’ll check out the place I’m going to.
One of the wonderful things about this glorious holiday trip I’m on is that I’m in public with people. It hasn’t been inclined… I don’t know – something to do with the death of my wife. It’s inclined to make me isolated.
I’m on stage where Rivers Cuomo from Weezer was standing? It’s kind of a mind trip.
Ambition is to be the fastest runner on this planet, to be the first on the South Pole, which is a grotesque perversion of ambition. It’s an ego trip, and I’m not on an ego trip. I don’t have ambitions – I have a vision.
The tricky thing about fast raps is not really the delivery of them; it’s the writing of them, with consonants close enough together that you don’t trip up over them.
If you want to go out for a hunting trip and shoot cans with your son and a .22, that’s fine. Do I need an AK-47 with a 100-round magazine if I’m going on a hunting trip? No. It is, to borrow a phrase from Confucius, like using a cannon to kill a mosquito.
Normally if I am on holiday I’ll be planning a fishing trip or a surfing trip.
I love working and I love doing lots of things and a variety of things. It keeps your mind active… and you don’t end up worrying about just the one thing. When I chew things over or analyze too much, that is when I can trip myself up.
Part of us believes the new car is better because it lasts longer. But, in fact, that’s the worst thing about the new car. It will stay around to disappoint you, whereas a trip to Europe is over. It evaporates. It has the good sense to go away, and you are left with nothing but a wonderful memory.
One of my timesaving habits is to save all of my magazines and junk mail for airplane trips. I walk on the plane with a very heavy bundle, but by the time the trip is over, it can all be thrown away.
I don’t really love the guitar hero trip, anyway, so it’s not something I’m actively searching for or after. I don’t like what it’s about.
In the western world, you can go out, take a boat trip to the Caribbean and so forth, and buy good things with your own money. But the Russian people with rubles cannot do that.
If it’s a trip for pleasure, I always go with a comfortable outfit.
You have very short travel blogs, and I think there’s a split among travel writers: the service-oriented writers will say, ‘Well, the reader wants to read about his trip, not yours.’ Whereas I say, the reader just wants to read a good story and to maybe learn something.
I used to trip over my legs and get detention for my too-short shorts because none fit. I still trip, but now I like to show them off.
Directing your first film is like showing up to the field trip in seventh grade, getting on the bus, and making an announcement, ‘So today I’m driving the bus.’ And everybody’s like, ‘What?’ And you’re like, ‘I’m gonna drive the bus.’ And they’re like, ‘But you don’t know how to drive the bus.’
Maybe our best family trip started at Victoria Falls, which drenches you with spray and is so vast that it makes Niagara Falls seem like a backyard creek. Then we rented a car and made our way to Hwange National Park, which was empty of people but crowded with zebras, giraffes, elephants and more.
I’ve been privy to certain experiences which have allowed me to realize how fleeting time is, in any case, and how ultimately not important this is. ‘This’ being the things perhaps we trip on in life.
I went to New York for the first time when I was in college for a school trip and, uh, it did not appeal to me. It was too much hustle and bustle.
I once stayed in a roach-infested hotel in Istanbul for a work trip. I had to share my room with a male model, and pointedly all we talked about was our other halves.
That’s life. Whichever way you turn, fate sticks out a foot to trip you.
The first time I went to Chicago was on a family road trip. We had our dog with us, and when we hit Chicago, I couldn’t believe how many people kept coming up to us, telling us how handsome our dog was! He’s a Rottweiler-Australian Shepherd mix, and he is a good-looking dog, but obviously Chicago is very dog-friendly.
I went with Lionel Hampton for three years. Out of that came a trip to Europe.
All our efforts to guard and guide our children may just get in the way of the one thing they need most from us: to be deeply loved yet left alone so they can try a new skill, new slang, new style, new flip-flops. So they can trip a few times, make mistakes, cross them out, try again, with no one keeping score.
It’s a trip but it hasn’t crossed over to the point where women are throwing their panties at me.
Once, right before a show, I realized I’d forgotten shoes. I didn’t want to wear my flip-flops onstage because I could trip. I ended up going barefoot, which actually worked out because it became my ‘thing.’
I had a lot of resentment for a while toward Kim Novak. But I don’t mind her anymore. She’s okay. We’ve become friends. I even asked her before this trip for some beauty tips.
The first time I visited Jaipur was during a school trip, when I was 14 years old.
Every year we go to Shirali, which is between Murudeshwar and Bhatkal. We have our roots there. The most special part of the trip is visiting the Shri Chitrapur Math.
Nobody was ever better than Roddy Piper was when it came to interviews. He didn’t pull no punches. He wasn’t afraid of nothin’ or nobody. He was a trip, and he was good people, too. He was a good friend. A damn good friend.
The first trip I can remember would have to be to Marianna, Arkansas. My mother’s parents are from there, and we’d go every year to visit the church where they were buried. We’d attend church service that day, put flowers around their tombstones, and visit with family and friends that still lived there.
I had a brilliant trip to Mexico with my friend Ellie during my gap year. We thought we were being really cool and going off the beaten track while all our friends went to Thailand and Australia. The first beachside bar we walked into – there were two girls from my sixth form in there.
I grew up on antibiotics. Every ailment – sore throats, earaches, flus – warranted a trip to the doctor and in most cases some kind of prescription.
On one trip to the south of France, when I was just pregnant with Isaac, I got a horrendous stomach upset and the whole holiday was a washout. I had to go and have blood tests and my poor other half had to look after Lola because I was so ill.
What people can survive and what they don’t survive is shocking to me. Someone can go to Iraq and be blown to bits and survive. Someone can trip and fall on the street and they die – that’s that.
I don’t know exactly how I end up with some of these roles. It mystifies me sometimes, but I am a fan of sci-fi. I love being taken into a strange world, and when it’s told with imagination and credibility, I love being taken on that trip. I always have.
