My Sweetheart took me to Sayulita in October last year to propose and we had such a great time that we decided to take the boys this spring.
Even though we weren’t comfortable, we really had to get along with each other. Given how much things have changed in our living situation with me all over the place at all times, it felt right to connect.
The fact that I didn’t get sick on this trip is simply proof that vaccines work.
A weekend trip to Santa Fe with my sweetheart.
Back in my 20s I had a really good friend who would go to Durango all the time. I never went with her but I pressed her to tell me what was worth the 7 hour drive. She never quite got through to me. Suffice to say, I think Durango is great. In fact, I […]
I am grateful for that flutter of a butterfly’s wing that set off the random chain of events that brought me here. It started with seeing a repost of Jo’s bohemian interior decor on someone else’s Instagram feed feed, following her for a year on social media, then deciding to take a leap of faith to go to Morocco with her.
While it was cold and wet outside, the inside was warm and cozy. Yes, sun would have been preferable but we enjoyed the novelty of rain in the dessert.
Every single room in Salut Maroc was unique, decorated with antiques and tiled in the the most vibrant colors. Not a single corner was neglected, each room a piece of art. We spent the first hour touring each other’s rooms and taking pictures. It was an absolute feast for the eyes.
Once again I woke up to the call to prayers, but at least I slept soundly most of the night. As I get older, I have come to realize that a good night’s sleep isn’t something I can take for granted. I was the first person to come downstairs as the sky slowly lightened, my […]
I woke up this morning to the sound of the call to prayer at 5am. It was a layered sound, starting beautifully and culminating in a dirge. There are mosques everywhere, each with their own signature sound. I slipped out of bed and padded up the stairs to the roof in my bare feet. Agony. […]