The turn missed wasn’t there — a phantom limb. Goddamnit, Google Maps. My own phantom limb wasn’t technically a limb at all, it was a mind still at sea, adrift upon the Gulf, baked by the sun not kissing me back home. My mind rested atop a weary body that […]
No one here tonight likely knows what the rusted Kellogg’s vending machine would have sold many years ago, but from outward appearances the still sunshine yellow M&M ice cream dispenser could pass for a functioning source of frozen treats to this day. Both are tucked away, along with at least […]
We dream about these things — the moment we’ll first hold our babies snug in shaky yet sturdy arms, their first words/steps/soccer matches/graduations/and on and on. We also dream in technicolor about the moment we along with our children will first gaze out upon the sunken depths of Earth at […]
There were several points during the soggy hike down where we were like, “nah, let’s forget this”, let’s ditch the plan, turn around, and drive away from the edge of America. But we’d come this far already. A cross country flight and the few hours of driving were in the […]
There are many reasons to pack your bags, to triple check that your daughter actually packed any underwear (she didn’t), to make sure the iPad is fully charged for the long flight (it’s not), to splurge on the plane tickets without a connecting flight, to travel to foreign places with […]
Bosnia & Herzegovina sure does seem like a lovely place. There’s all that medieval stone, more than a smattering of terracotta roof, and copious amounts of undulating green and blue. Nature, yo. Yeah, I’ve been gettin’ my Google Image search on. For as lovely as Bosnia & Herzegovina seems to […]
The ride is advertised as taking anywhere from 30 to 45 minutes, but feels twice that. The sun-worn digital clock in the center of the dashboard tells the truth; but two hours could have easily passed before the potholes, gravel, and dusty congestion of Belize City gave way to virgin […]
Two weeks before they’d fly down to New Orleans to meet me, before I’d call a Lyft to carry us to the port, and before we four would skip excitedly onto deck 3 of the Carnival Dream, my 10yo spent a handful of evening hours after a full day of […]
