Up On A Mountain

No amount of training would have prepared me for hiking┬áKala Patthar with the flu.   Kala Patthar is a “hill” in the Everest region of the Himalayas. Its ascent from the settlement of Gorakshep (the original basecamp for Mount Everest) is only a few hundred meters, but said ascent begins at ~17,000 feet AMSL. Truly, […]

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Perhaps this letter is for you. Perhaps, at some point, this letter is for a lot of people.

(This is not a “travel” post, but an important one inspired by a striking number of relevant conversations I’ve had lately.)     Dear ______, Some time ago, one of my friends changed everything by killing herself. She was a clever lady with a sense of humor akin to mine (slightly distasteful and riddled with […]

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Vagrant in Vancouver

Mid-September, 2017. I had just enjoyed an epic bus ride west across the Canadian Rockies to Vancouver, British Columbia, in which I experienced a feeling of tender sentiment. Shivering slightly and listening to Rachmaninoff’s Symphony No. 2 (the second movement, of course) while watching snow gracefully fleck the vast mountain-scape took me back to a […]

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A Path Made Straight

I woke up in a stupor on my first morning in Greece. It would happen to anyone who had been sleeping ~3 hours/night for two years straight while also working full-time, going to school, and training for marathons – you eventually lose your mind in the interest of prolonging the life of your body. And […]

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A Shepherd and Some Spanakopita

I’d heard a lot of frightening things about Greece (and solo travel) as my departure date approached: vivid descriptions of the refugee crisis, the possibility of being kidnapped, pickpockets, terrorism. Some people told me it was reckless to be traveling alone as a female. “We live in dangerous times.” “Don’t talk to strangers.” “Consider living […]

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First post (I’d call it “New Beginnings” but let’s not kid ourselves)

As I sit here typing and feeling extremely tired, now seems like the smoldering aftermath of a truly epic season of life. If you know me at all, you’ll know that I’ve been fortunate enough to experience an extraordinary amount, particularly in recent years. As my time of combining full-time work, pre-physical therapy schooling, and […]

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