I stand on the other side of Malibu, Santa Monica, and Venice Beach ten years and a day later watching the waves tumble over the green rocks, and the sun setting all the tears, dreams and fears from that place on the other side of the world, all that time ago, wondering where the time […]
Category Archives: Travel
What if romantic love is just a distraction?
“I wonder what you could do if you weren’t so obsessed with boys,” my best friend said one day in my early twenties lightheartedly. “What?” I asked, scraping the bottom of the salsa with one of about a hundred chips leftover. I always ate too much salsa too fast. There’s a business idea in there […]
Can you ever truly hop on the "wrong" train?
A bit of background: I’m an American lady traveling through Italy on her own. Yesterday I hopped on the “wrong” train that happened to arrive on the same platform of the train I was supposed to get on just ten minutes earlier than the “right” one. This “wrong” train was heading in a completely different […]
The awareness that travel brings
I saw a bug crawl across the window just now. A tiny bug. His feet went so fast to get across the expanse of double pained glass. Country life has slowed me down over these past 10 days. Enough to notice a tiny bug on a huge aircraft. I had a knowing glance between a […]