Chicago. Chicago.
Unlike any other airport in the world, O’Hare feels like home. Even now, after three years leaving the Windy City, … Continue reading Chicago. Chicago.
India 2016: Hello Udaipur — 27 March
Leaving Bombay was a bit bittersweet. Still very much at the beginning of our trip, it has seemed like we’ve … Continue reading India 2016: Hello Udaipur — 27 March
India 2016 | Rickshaw Run, Day 8: Still in Bihar — 12 April
Is it Monday? No — it’s Tuesday. What the f#ck?!!? What happened to Monday? So that’s how it goes on … Continue reading India 2016 | Rickshaw Run, Day 8: Still in Bihar — 12 April
India 2016 | Rickshaw Run, Day 7: World War Z – 10 April
Agra reinvigorated us, and yet it also left us for dead. We were getting into the meat of our journey, … Continue reading India 2016 | Rickshaw Run, Day 7: World War Z – 10 April
Good Things
The most normal of nights have become the best of nights, especially when the day starts with a beautiful sunrise. … Continue reading Good Things
Linus and The American Boy
Sleepy Tay is something else. This evening, snuggled and cuddled in his bed (of which he has several, in this … Continue reading Linus and The American Boy
India 2016 | Rickshaw Run, Day 6: A Birthday at the Taj – 9 April
The second time around is just as great as the first. And that’s what I was thinking as we stood … Continue reading India 2016 | Rickshaw Run, Day 6: A Birthday at the Taj – 9 April
Panic
The other day I panicked halfway through our hike up the Marin Headlands. Taylor was nowhere to be found. The … Continue reading Panic
Freedom
We woke up early this morning. My papa likes to wake up early. I’d rather sleep in. I’m almost ten … Continue reading Freedom
My Greatest Hits
This particular street lamp, old and black with rust marks to count it’s age, could tell a million stories. It … Continue reading My Greatest Hits
Secret of My SucCecil 