Intentional immersion, searching for what we lose in the crowds.
anything I encounter that I can legally consume
For exactly one year, I have been writing letters, selling cookies and dancing on soap boxes to spread the news about Global Autism Project. I see a beautiful sunrise and feel a sudden inclination to post it on viral social media, proclaiming hashtag-SkillCorps! And now that I’ve had the opportunity to work with partners, both in India and now Indonesia, […]
Hey gang, remember me? I promise I have heaps of excuses for abandoning you, my beloved readers–and most said excuses begin with “I had a massage appointment…” and end with “then they invited me to sip wine on the beach.” So please forgive my inability to find an hour or two in the day to write […]
You know that scene in Peter Pan when Wendy is begging Peter to tell her about his home, then he flutters his elfin toes and breaks into song? Well… if Vail, Colorado had a theme song, Peter’s melody of kazoos and flutes would be it. When you’re looking for a magical land, free of remorse and […]
After two solid months of work, monotony and dieting, I was more than eager to scurry through the Atlanta airport two weeks ago en route to the recently deemed “Hippest food capital” in America: Portland, Oregon. My sanity somehow remained intact after a torturously long flight, listening to a five-hour musical composed of toddlers wailing and […]
You didn’t think I would leave Italy without writing a drool covered memoir about food, did you? I actually had to wait a few days to type this to avoid coating my touchpad in guanciale fat and gorgonzola cheese. The second I stepped onto the pebble beaches of Civitavecchio and smelled the aromas of frying […]
San Sebastian, Spain… The whimsical land of elastic-waistband jumpers, naked laughing babies, and the greatest food scene in the region. Now that I’ve been here a full 48 hours, I’ve managed to eat what feels like 23 meals. I suddenly realized why everyone is parading about in zipperless, cotton adult onesies. Food is never eaten […]
After a somewhat stressful journey from Berlin, I did finally arrive in the quaint, small town of Wesel. This tiny bump on the map is by no means a popular destination and I’m fairly certain I’m the first female nomad strapped to a pack this quiet town has seen in some time. Nevertheless, I stopped […]
Last night I went out with my old friend Lisa, her boyfriend Jonas, and about 12 of their friends for a casual dinner at a restaurant whose name I couldn’t pronounce, (and will not attempt to spell out now) to partake in their specialty: Fried Chicken. Now let me preface this by saying, I know […]
As an amateur sausage maker myself, I was pretty pumped about my first Brat in Podstam, Germany. While wandering through the small, but incredibly pleasant town of Potsdam, I read the words “Bier SpezialitoAeu” and B-lined over to the spot I assumed was a Beer Garden. I nearly fell to my knees in praise and […]
