Answer Back When The World Comes Calling
I have made a herculean, concerted effort to find the positive no matter how small...
Type A, Will Travel
So, May of 2010, my plan properly typed up and saved in duplicate, I quit my job and set off for my grand adventure!
My Roaring Forties!
This year is the 10 Year Anniversary of that decision, which changed my life in quiet and noisy ways...
Pen & Passport: An Interlude
I always want to make sure I’m pointing out that there are other ways of seeing something depending on where you live or come from.
Summer Flashback II
Live in the sunshine. Swim in the sea. Drink in the wild air ---Ralph Waldo Emerson As promised, here is another blog from the Feminist...
A Year in a Life: Korea Part II
“Traveling solo does not always mean you’re alone. Most often, you meet marvelous people along the way and make connections that last a...
A Year in a Life: Korea
“The loneliness of the expatriate is of an odd and complicated kind, for it is inseparable from the feeling of being free, of having...
Age Ain't Nothing But A Number, Still...
Feminist Footprints: Travel With A Feminist Eye was born of fear, confusion, and fuck it. Oh, and anal retention.
My Year In Travel: A Pictorial
In between trading in the life of a bartender and struggling writer for a life as an TESOL teacher and struggling writer, I traveled. A lot.
He Kissed a Black Girl and He Liked It
“Night and the day, when united, Bring forth the beautiful light.” ― Victor Hugo My first night in London was very nearly the Harlequin...
