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Chefchaouen, Morocco
Making an unexpected friend on the way to the Blue City of Northern Africa.
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Bogota, Colombia : The Most Interesting Things I Learned (Part 1)
This is the face that your friends and family might make when you tell them that you are visiting Colombia. And then you might get questions like: “Are you sure?”, “Will you be safe?” This is what made me realize how out of touch with current events and reality we are truly capable of. We can be so closed minded, and not even be aware that we’re that way. The truth of the matter is, you’ll never visit anywhere enriching with that type of attitude. So I’m here to give a little dose of perspective. Colombia is one of the up and coming hot spots for tourism today. They’ve really turned their image…
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Scratching the Surface in Oaxaca City
In our modern urban lives we search for the latest cuisine hot-spots across American & European cities. On Friday nights we settle in to the hippest cantinas for tapas and music. It’s exhausting to keep up with the latest trends as the new continuously turns over. What happens when trendy is incredibly Old- World, relatively unknown, & authentic? Most travelers search for an unspoiled culture. Oaxaca City isn’t a place that tries to be trendy . . . it just is. The sun beats down on the farming fields surrounding Oaxaca City. A cool breeze floats through the cobblestone streets down from the Sierra Madre. The city seems to exhibit perfect placement; it’s no wonder…
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Seal Pups, Anxiety Dogs For Cheetahs, Border Patrol Agents, and Sunsets in San Diego
This is a hard post because everything about SoCal is SoStereotypical. It’s hard to find a story in a place that’s so frequently filled the pages of history– a place where EVERYONE has been. Scouts honor– I promise to STEER CLEAR of the typical blah blah blah in this post.Here’s my storyteller’s attempt at throwing something original out into the world: Abandoned Seal Pups at La Jolla Beach When you see a seal pup–it hurts– because it’s so cute. I found a story at La Jolla Beach while leaning over a a wall-like structure . . . elbow to elbow with a volunteer scientist from the Seal Conservancy. [If you know anything…
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Thai Town: Ditching the L.A. Tourist Scene
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An Earth Shaking Experience in Mexico City
After a long year, full of my happiest times to date, and my most earth shaking times I have decided to shake off the dust on my publishing roots and get back to the grindstone. I was searching for some divine inspiration when an unlikely candidate encouraged me to continue my writing. So—today—I continue sharing my thoughts, despite my insecurities, despite my total insignificance in history, and lastly (and most significantly) despite my total disappointment with the human condition because of the hatred, ignorance, and wars that I see daily. So while I have not published in quite some time, I have still had adventures in these many weeks. Adventures are…
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I Love Latvia, Lithuania, and Estonia! Where Are They Again?
Sometimes I write about my adventures so that others may follow in my footsteps, tweek what I did and make their own adventures better. If only one person gets inspired from my shares, it’s totally worth it. Realistically speaking this is not one of those times. This is totally different. You can take my advice in Italy or the U.S. national parks, but you’ll probably never take my advice to visit Estonia, Latvia, and Lithuania. Picture this . . . let’s face it . . . this is not me saying that YOU MUST GO (really, you should– but like I said, realistic here) this is me sharing a part…
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10 Reasons to Hush and Visit Russia
Birds are singing. Architecture from centuries past brightly reflects in the green tinted street puddles. Cars rev and whiz by, then I turn the corner into a quiet, undiscovered square and marvel at its grandeur. It’s quiet. Grandmothers in headscarves scramble past. High-heeled young women walk the uneven streets with the confidence of supermodels. I wander into the low side of town and it’s surprisingly safe. This is Russia, so much unlike the place that I expected to meet. At this moment I decided that I had to tell everyone that I knew that our preconceived notions about this mysterious country are totally wrong. It’s Not What You Think Before…
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Every Square Inch
I’m sitting on top of a mountain, miles away from anyone– and I realize that all that really matters– are relationships with other people, and our own limited perspective of the world around us. And all I want to do is explore every square inch so that I can have a better understanding, an understanding of self, and of others. I take a drink from a crisp, snow melt stream and nothing tastes more pure. The sunshine lines the mountains with a crest of gold. The Earth suddenly stands still. I…
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At the Top of the World Without A Plan: Hunting the Northern Lights
Her tattooed fingers with black nail polish clipped away at the keyboard. The Norsk receptionist looked up and greeted us with a warm smile as we whisked into the hotel lobby out of the frigid arctic blast. I let out a breath of relief; we’d made it– 218 miles north of the Arctic Circle– to Tromsø, to the top of Norway, on a day when not a single ray of sunlight would glint across the sky. My frugality was feeling uneasy . . . tickets for excursions to see the aurora borealis (or northern lights) were thousands of dollars online in advance. We booked the flights with the hope of finding a local…
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An Ostrich’s Quest for Culture
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Building the American Dream Part 1: Why I Loved BOSTON
Ah, Boston. The rebel born child of independence. The strong firstborn that once raised it’s fist to it’s hated colonialist parents. It’s the city that wore a scowling “screw you” on it’s face while it turned it’s back on everything safe and familiar that it once knew. It’s a place built on leadership; a place built on sheer grit. That’s the way it was in times past, and you can still pick up on that vibe when walking the streets today. The people of Boston are strong. They stick together; and they don’t need you to make it on their own. I’d like to begin by saying that I’m really…
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My Photo Essay: Trouncing Through Belgium, Amsterdam, Germany & Luxembourg
Views as we saw them throughout our backpacking trip through various European countries, churches, and castles: Winter 2013 (95 images) Click Here for Photos
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Brussels: Belgium’s Grand Place
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Southern Utah beats the pants off of the Grand Canyon
If you have ever wanted to visit the Grand Canyon I beg you to reconsider. You especially shouldn’t visit the Grand Canyon after you have seen southern Utah in all of its glory. Some of you will not be bargained with nor begged. So, if you must cross of that big sore thumb off of your bucket list, the big sore thumb that is the Grand Whats-It-Called-No-Name, do it BEFORE you visit the parks of southern Utah. Because your experiences in Utah will be your favorite arid landscape ventures. These places beat the socks off of the Grand Canyon. I’d never pegged myself as a desert kind of girl. I…
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Knees Quivering: A Photo A Top Horseshoe Bend
