The phrase above very loosely translates to “to do all the things.” This is an appropriate title for our trip to Brazil, since our 10 days were dominated by two things: speaking really bad Portugese, and Doing All The Things. Here’s the thing about trip planning: it’s really easy to sit in the comfort of … Continue reading Fazer Todas às Coisas – Rio, August 2016
6 years after I started this blog, in May of 2010, I find myself here yet again. It’s funny how life comes full-circle, isn’t it? There’s nothing quite so cringeworthy as revisiting your old college self – the True Love Forever of long-distance romances and the Taylor Swift lyrics that, like, just get me. Yikes. … Continue reading 8.30.2016
I was having coffee yesterday afternoon with Heather, where we ran into Mitika and Amanda at Walker’s. Mitika came over to say hello and invite me to Terrapin this weekend, and I explained that I’ll be in Florida for Sun n’ Fun (more on that in a minute). Her immediate response was to ask, “Do … Continue reading
I promise I will blog about our incredible trip to Colorado – and soon. I’ve been overwhelmed with schoolwork and nostalgia as Dave goes back to Africa for six weeks, so I haven’t been able to sit down and conquer the memories just yet. Until then, I have an incredible treat I want to share … Continue reading allons!
I’m currently on a Delta 757-200 out of Reagan, hurtling my way towards home from the comfort of my first class seat. I’ve got my ipod, a banana, and some ginger ale, and life is good. Oh, but I’m also on my laptop, writing this post while facebook chatting. To someone in Africa. Technology completely … Continue reading
I spent the majority of yesterday afternoon at the airport, picking up a friend who’s flown into Atlanta for a few days and was spending the evening in Athens. Oddly, I always jump at the opportunity to shuttle people back and forth to Hartsfield. While the ugly Atlanta traffic and boring hour-and-a-half drive aren’t that … Continue reading
Once again, I’m struck with the dilemma of “where to put this blog”. I’m in GA and only 30 miles from my Locust Grove home, so on paper this sounds like something I’m writing from a place where I live. My surroundings, though, tell me otherwise…I’m cuddled up in bed in a certain little cottage … Continue reading caught in the middle.