This was a life changer: My first job after college was as a newspaper reporter in a small high plains town in Nevada. Looking back, I probably would have been better off with more money and a better selection of antidepressants, but it was a great adventure at the time.
Kirksville, Missouri, United States
Best five years of my life. Lifelong friends made, and a faint idea about what I was going to be when I grew up. Still debating the whole growing up thing, though.
Little America, Wyoming, United States
An earlier road trip destination, but no hijinx at the newspaper office this time. I was due in Ely on Monday, and I had no idea how long it would take to get there. This was the last time I would have a Happy Chef patty melt so I savored it all night until I stopped in Omaha.
West Wendover, Nevada, United States
The iconic traveler's haven did not disappoint.
Ely, Nevada, United States
My first dust storm on the Bonneville Salt Flats led to my first experience in gambling, and I was lucky enough to get back all my gas money on a nickel slot machine.
It snowed on my 23rd birthday in mid-June, and that was my first clue that my first job out of college was going to be interesting. I almost turned right around and came back home, but I managed to stick it out for eight months.