The Beach. Oh, the beach. You can’t be a kid and love it, not if you grew up in Florida and got sunburns or accidentally wore tennis shoes to the beach and couldn’t leave when[…]
Category: Road Trip
Guatemala, Mi Amor: Day One, Phoenix to Mexico to Guate to Mayan Punishment
After much separation anxiety, I decided to leave my computer in my small apartment in Phoenix. For lack of a better term, I call Phoenix home. As a woman living alone, and just becoming more[…]
Las montañas: Returning to Guatemala, 1
So, I booked a trip. I’ve been lucky to book so many before, but this one took some plotting. All of the layovers on the US dollar looked egregious: red eyes on opposite coasts, or[…]
The Grand Canyon and a Tiny Speck
For each man sees himself in the Grand Canyon – each one makes his own Canyon before he comes. Each one brings and carries away his own Canyon.-Carlsburg Traveling makes me think about mortality. Well,[…]
How To Survive In The Grand Canyon (and a Few Travel Tips)
And while it’s important to stay hydrated and wear sunscreen, these are tips on how not to kill your family on your trip to the Grand Canyon. And prevent them from killing you. You may[…]
To (actual) Mexico from (Used-to-be) Mexico
April 26, 2022: Just like with anything, anywhere, the more you learn, the less you know. The same can be said of languages, countries and, well, life itself. I like to travel because it reminds[…]
Day Three: Sonora Solo Travel
How can borders be so simple and so strange? I am driving and I pass over an invisible line and everything changes: the pavement, the signs, the language on the signs, miles into kilometers, food[…]
Day Two in Sonora: Running
I arrived to my destination, Hermosillo, and I cast myself into the unmentionable details: the personality of the sidewalk, the road signs, the things Hermosillenos don’t consciously notice because who thinks about sidewalks? Like myself[…]
Estoy en tu tierra: Spring Break in Sonora (One)
I saw a pavilion with booths below it. I had already crossed the border and did not understand. I looked at the medium cup of Dunkin’ Donuts, jostling with yellow liquid. _______________________ After I piled[…]
A cactus asks forgiveness: The Grand Canyon, Sedona and Tucson with a friend
“Take a picture of me!” she said and ran close to a Jumping Cholla (which we thought was a Joshua Tree). I didn’t think to shout be super careful; cactus having a way of seeming[…]