There was little separating the early summer sun and us. Helmets, short sleeve wet suits that would absolutely kill in a comedy sketch back on dry land, tattered orange life vests that’ve been through a few wars at sea, and a lathering of spf 50 that should’ve really been reapplied […]
There I was, at 6:45 on a balmy Wednesday morning in mid-July, not quite ‘up and at ’em’, squeezing myself into a thick wet suit, 5mm for better buoyancy to make a passive swim with manatees more of a reality; second skin if I were a walrus. My private manatee […]
The first thing you notice, after alternating between frigid blasts of conditioned air in the main lobby and elevator vestibule, and stumbling around with foggy glasses courtesy of a courtyard flooded with sunlight and humidity, and outdoor motel-style hallways connecting the guest rooms, is the view; a cool million if […]
Nobody would’ve had him in their hideous death pool for he was brazen and bold, unabashedly unorthodox, and achieved fame on his own terms. He was punk rock. He had overcome his demons, earning streetcred by dashing through the mist left by the ghosts of poor choices. He was in […]
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 […]
Cross your fingers and say a prayer to your favorite Nordic God. With viking luck on your side, here’s to hoping your own personal 24 hours in Bergen Norway will produce the same kind of weather laboratory dreamscape my family reveled in on March 27th of this year. Driving west […]
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 […]
Come Andre Marriner’s final whistle, all hair was matted to heads like greasers at a roller rink — happy days, if you could believe it — and all shades of Levi’s had long since been turned the darkest of blues. We shivered together, a huddled mass each with at least […]
