The streets of Lima, Peru soon became familiar, like the smell of your mother’s cooking on a Sunday morning. The sweet aromas that awaken...

There was a lot happening in my life during the months before I was to depart on my first solo trip. – Moving out of my rental house,...

Writing is a gift. A power. I have neglected this by not publishing more actively on my own website. I have become wrapped up in the...

It’s been three years since we’ve taken a flight. Three years since the heightened anticipation leading to departure engulfs me. It’s a...

It was 2014 and as we were hiking through the highlands of Scotland, I took notice of a stack of rocks on the trail. They were so...