isn’t all good, isn’t all bad
“…altogether too much of life is mood.” —Renata Adler, Speedboat People I am trying to be right now: a daughter who will come home soon, a cousin who will stay […]
“…altogether too much of life is mood.” —Renata Adler, Speedboat People I am trying to be right now: a daughter who will come home soon, a cousin who will stay […]
If we are friends, then we’ve discussed how much I love Buea. Mount Cameroon keeps cloud cover at a maximum (freckled, sunburn-y blanche over here, people. I am Jack’s ever-present skin cancer […]
Global citizens, I don’t care about what you once thought was the most beautiful music on the planet because it has been replaced by Carrie & Lowell. I was going […]
I don’t have much in the way of accompanying words for this, and I assume that’s fine, given the nature of the photos. When I graduated from high school, one […]
You know you’ve spent too much time in sub-Saharan Africa when: you rip your favorite pants while re-boarding the bus you evacuated not three minutes earlier, and are more concerned about […]
2014 will officially be the first year in which I spend more time outside of the United States than inside it (and, if all goes according to plan, 2015 will […]
From March 14 to March 22, I had plans to travel in the Great Lakes Region of Africa with a friend from college. We had next to no plans beyond […]
48 hours’ layover, Dubai is enticing and repulsive all at once. Like any big city, there is a pull to know it and be known by it–I want to be […]
After Cappadocia, our weird group of solo travelers split up, some for home, some for the next country, and some for elsewhere in-country. R and I went first to Pamukkale, […]
Turkey was going to be my extreme loner time. I had two weeks in-country, and assumed that I would make friends at hostels, occasionally hang out with them, and then […]