It took a few days and a few chopps, a few "tudo bem?!" and many kisses, but it was waking up in the middle of the night in my own sweat to violently scratch at multiple mosquito bites sprinkled across... Continue Reading →
Captain’s Log, Day 14:I keep singing "Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?" It’s a new year dot dot dot I guess? Have lost all sense of time here on the last continent. The floor mats in the... Continue Reading →
Captain’s Log, Day 10: Currently 36 degrees F and wiiiiiindy, battling a chest cold, have walked among PENGUINS!, seen the end of the world by road and am now sailing towards a stormy grey curtain that hides the rest of... Continue Reading →
Captain’s Log, Day Four: It’s freaking cold. There’s too much food. No penguins yet. Old people are wild. And we live in a beautiful world. Currently reporting from the Crow’s Nest, Puerto Chacabuco, Chile, Northern Patagonia. The stress of wondering... Continue Reading →
things I should be doing: grading finals, cleaning out cabinets to avoid moth outbreak over holidays, packing for trip to Patagonia, handling responsibilities, considering resolutions for the impending new year. things I am currently doing: staring at how pretty our... Continue Reading →
"Flaming Hot Cheetos, tampons, Pumpkin Spice lattes, salsa, post-it notes..." I drawled on to the women behind the reception at the hotel I was staying at. Their eyes got bigger and bigger as I listed the things I would be... Continue Reading →
After the late night silently waging social justice via facebook, I woke Friday morning to a slightly drizzly day, a fractured foot that barely worked, and no ambitions beyond the breakfast buffet. The infamous couple failed to show at breakfast,... Continue Reading →
After a long day of hiking, which of course I had not brought sunscreen, bug spray, a map or water for, but managed to snap several hundred photos of the same waterfall that no one will ever look at but... Continue Reading →
So like, a word of advice 0 if you are traveling alone, especially as a woman in a foreign country, and you need directions somewhere, 10 out of 10 don}t ask the cute guy at reception. 10 out of 10... Continue Reading →
I'm a list-maker - I have journals, scratch paper, apps everywhere recording hopes and dreams and chores. But nowhere on any list I've ever made did I write "go to the Olympics." Because like, when would that ever happen? I... Continue Reading →
Months and months ago, when my smart friends were purchasing tickets for the Olympics, I was still wavering back and forth between spending a few extra weeks in the Bay with my family, or coming back to Rio to be... Continue Reading →
I am back in California! woooo baby yeah. I won't be coming home for another year, so I am going ALL OUT. I've been to a Giants game, I've drank salsa from the jar, I made a White House cookie... Continue Reading →
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