When we return to the airport, I’m not ready. The Spanish language was beginning to soak into my brain, the humidity in my bones and the kind spirit in my chest.
All tagged travel
Santorini
The sun slipped into the clouds like it was entering a pocket, neatly fitting into the sky.
drop of color into something clear
As I travel throughout Greece, I go from completely foreign, to slowing knowing, to filling in spaces that were once hollow.
re-route
"Miss. I'm not sure we'll be able to do this, but start packing. You might need to be at JFK in one hour."
To Greece (in time)
I lost my suitcase without leaving my home.
moab
Edward Abbey most certainly was right: This is the most beautiful place on earth.
back east
I haven't stepped foot in New York City in 124 days, but who's counting.
Back home to running
I somehow ended up in the fast group.
thank you, nepal
to Kathmandu, the city of small alleyways and roads too tight together.