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”

There You Were, All Along

I stare out the window of my United flight, the last (and biggest) Super Moon of 2017 is suspended in the early morning light, surrounded in a pastel cloudscape of oranges and pinks and purples. Below, Belgium stirs. Vaulted roofs, green pastures, tiny winding roads witness to only a few cars play out below meContinue reading “There You Were, All Along”

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”

Midnight in the Garden of Good

There’s a cacophony of crickets, frogs and dogs barking that wake me before my friend, Jodi, does. Laying on the bamboo floor in her hut constructed of the same at Elephant Nature Park, I am still. Present in the total darkness as the world softly whispers outside the slats in her walls. Her soft footfallsContinue reading “Midnight in the Garden of Good”

Getting Prehistoric in Krabi

Editor’s Note: I was a guest of Tourism Authority of Thailand during my time in Krabi. My paddle dips into the glassy green water of Bor Thor, and the shrimp start dancing. Hundreds of tiny creatures pop out of the water, hop across it like rocks skipping, and then dive back down into its depths.Continue reading “Getting Prehistoric in Krabi”

It’s a Beautiful Life

It’s a mild evening in Las Vegas. Hot, by winter standards if you don’t have desert (or jungle) blood. The sun has already begun its descent behind the rugged, snow-covered peak of Mt. Charleston to the west of the city. The mountains on the east, the ones covered in trees, are a deep purple. SunriseContinue reading “It’s a Beautiful Life”

This Roller Coaster

I stand over my sheet cake from the grocery store. Clad in an oversized sweatshirt with puffy paint splattered on it in pastel colors, I move my gel-soaked (à la 80s one-hit-wonder Samantha Fox), crunchy spiral-permed hair out of my face and readjust my roller skate clad feet to maintain my balance. Next year, IContinue reading “This Roller Coaster”

Home: Las Vegas

Home: Las Vegas. It hits me when the sky gives way from black to a sea of glittering, golden lights. Some 20,000 feet below me is the Mojave Desert, which is slowly giving way to the Las Vegas Valley. Tears well up in my eyes, and there is no containing them. I’ve left my worldContinue reading “Home: Las Vegas”