To the man who attacked me, here’s how my week went
Painting studies, pain aux raisins, and reading under the trees and a summer breeze. On Monday, a man with a knife attacked me in my neighborhood. On Tuesday, I talked…
Painting studies, pain aux raisins, and reading under the trees and a summer breeze. On Monday, a man with a knife attacked me in my neighborhood. On Tuesday, I talked…
Yesterday evening, towards the end of my run, a homeless woman stopped me to help jumpstart her car. My jumper cables were bad, so I went and got new ones.…
Stray dogs overrun the cities and towns of South America. Their presence is so normal that when I asked a local about them, he answered my question with a question,…
Contemplate this for a moment: 10,000 Chilean pesos is the equivalent of $16.30 US Dollars. Over the course of my voyage in Chile, I have acquired many 5 peso coins,…
Estoy estancada. I'm stuck. I've used up most of my paper, but am dissatisfied with my drawings here in Castro, Chiloé. The setting is tranquil. I am restless. On the…
Like any common over-analyzer, I've twisted my head these last few weeks over the significance vs. coincidence of things. Looking at things from my own perspective, there has to be…
It's hard to believe I arrived in South America almost two months ago. I feel like I've lived a lifetime compressed into three weeks here in Patagonia. After being on…
I'm sitting in a Refugio in El Bolsón. Checkout was technically an hour ago. There's a beautiful, new city to explore. And yet, and yet. I arrived here late at…
I love plans. I can spend hours strategizing, rearranging, anything from a business process to a budget to a schedule to typography on a web page. And as much as…
I have been collecting books in Spanish throughout my trip in Patagonia. Nothing too heavy since I have only my 40-liter backpack, but I adore books and my need for…