An Ode To Traveling, by Amy
Traveling is bug bites and bruises. Aching feet and a stiff neck. Awkward stares and miscommunication. Living out of a bag. Existing in...
Amy on Planning, Process, and Purpose
As the summer winds down and our departure date nears, I'm still coming to terms with the reality of putting my New York lifestyle, jobs,...
Joel on Planning, Process, and Purpose
In these waning days before our departure, my short-term memory is awash in the names of distant towns I’m sure I’ve been mispronouncing....
Book Your Heart Out, by Joel
On the face of it, reserving accommodation online should be fairly straightforward. But to capitalize on opportunities to snatch up a...
Splitting Hairs, by Amy
My hair has always been long; "your chestnut mane!" one friend exclaimed. My grandmother told me never to cut it. Other friends,...
