This fucking pandemic

On perhaps the most perfect night of the year, I arrive to Jess’s house. It’s early evening, which means in the spring, it’s still light outside. The winter in Las Vegas has come and gone. I powered through it fighting the temptation to call it a day when the sun sunk behind the Spring MountainsContinue reading “This fucking pandemic”

On a Normal Life

Water is cascading down from the ceramic-tiled roof of my apartment. Under the gray summer sky, even the terracotta orange of the tiles are muted. And the rain, with its plump droplets and thunking onto the sand-colored stones below my window, has a whirr about it. A gentle humming that hums along with my heart.Continue reading “On a Normal Life”

5 Day Trips that Will Make You Love Las Vegas for Different Reasons

Las Vegas is a lot of things. It’s a desert town rooted in the tourism industry. It’s a mecca for foodies; a hotbed of night clubs; a gamblers go-to. But, it’s also a place to use as a launchpad for checking out what’s outside of the mega resorts, hip Downtown and ‘burbs, so Expedia.com askedContinue reading “5 Day Trips that Will Make You Love Las Vegas for Different Reasons”

Two Years of Home

December 15, 2015. I remind myself regularly of this date. When I’m up at night, my brain whirrs as I count the days, weeks, months and now years since I turned my back on expat life. It seems like no time has passed at all, and yet all the time in the world has passed. DecemberContinue reading “Two Years of Home”

Peace by the Ocean: Hofsas House

Every year, I head somewhere for my birthday. Or at least try to. It all started in 2009 when I was in Atlanta and working in PR. I took the first trip of my adult life — a two week excursion to Croatia — seven years after my first foray into solo travel, which nettedContinue reading “Peace by the Ocean: Hofsas House”

Beach Bliss and Villa Mercedes in Puerto Vallarta

The humid air hits me on the jetway, causing a smile to remain plastered to my face from immigration to crossing the street outside of the airport to get a taxi (hint: it’s cheaper if you grab a cab off airport property). I hop in the front seat of my taxi and produce the addressContinue reading “Beach Bliss and Villa Mercedes in Puerto Vallarta”

Sea Monkey and Sunsets

The surf pounds the well-packed sand, littered with seaweed. I sit, toes buried deep where the water meets the shore. Behind me, local vendors run a sales rotation at Puerto Vallarta’s Sea Monkey, a beach bar with a handful of tables and umbrellas nestled on the coastline. They sell everything: Drawings. Jewelry. Marionettes. Clothing. Massages. As eachContinue reading “Sea Monkey and Sunsets”