What is happiness made of? Night hikes and burgers, more contra dancing, board games, iced coffee and champagne on mountain tops. What better way to bid adieu to America and the wild people who you love? Continue reading Live Free or Die
A little camping up through hillbilly country was 100% worth landing in Ithaca, NY to visit my momo-flinging guitar teacher and his perfect, delicious Nepalese clan. Continue reading The Long-Haul: Momos & Mom
Every year my K-8th grade school hosted a reenactment of the Oklahoma Land Rush of 1889. Although I fully grasped the macabre of celebrating an event that displaced innumerable Native Americans long ago, I have never been able to persuade myself away from the gratitude I feel for the land on which my brother and I grew up. We don’t … Continue reading The 405 – Part I: Contra & Crawfish
Did you guys know there are mountains near Santa Fe, NM? That it isn’t just a barren desert wasteland? They have movie theaters, gelato, AND and REI? Color me ignorant. Continue reading Sante Fe and the Road Home
Like my forefathers (dad & Ellen), I embarked eastward on state highway 50 – branded the “The Loneliest Road in America” by Life Magazine back in the 1980s. Continue reading Highway 50 (NV, UT) & Colorado
Ashland was mostly how I left it – resplendent with organic, nutristainable produce and crunchy characters. Could a girl ask for more, really? Continue reading Ashlandia
Today I’ll begin my trip back East by… going North! Ashland, OR calls to me for the next few days. Farewell, Sonoma. Parting is such sweet sorrow. Continue reading It’s about that time.
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