Little Man is writing an essay for school and he asked me to read over it. and now, my heart is swooning. he has written about a little girl who gets to go on a surprise vacation to Italy, and she has to guess where. her first guess is Como, which made me smile because […]Read more "memories"
we went to Europe. we counted down the days. we talked about it as if it were a faraway dream. but then we made it happen. we went to Europe. and I’m going to tell you more about it as soon as I can wrap my head around it all. it’s a pretty big deal, […]Read more "watch us as we go"
It’s about time I share this fun little find. I got this awesome broken Coke bottle in Vanuatu, and it’s my favorite souvenir. Maybe ever. Why? This Coke bottle, which is broken and battered and stamped with the city where I live, was found in Vanuatu after American soldiers had trashed the island with a […]Read more "back home again in Indiana"
Ni-Van children take a recess break during a hot November day in Mele Village, Vanuatu.Read more "recess"
Destiny Orphanage and School. Katende, Uganda. 2014. This smoky, dark room is an upgrade from the fire pit, out in the open air, on which they used to cook all the food for hundreds of children and adults. Think about that.Read more "the kitchen"
when I’m working, oftentimes it’s when I’m riding in the car with someone that I get the best interviews. there’s something about driving around a new place with someone I’ve just met that seems to allow for this free-flowing conversation. for whatever reason, we’re both at ease. there’s nothing else to do but talk and point […]Read more "Uganda, revisited"
“it seems hardly right,” she said as she poured herself a tall glass of Coke, “to feel sad and long so deeply for something I’ve already experienced that most people never will in a lifetime.” she put the Coke back in the fridge and allowed the door to close a bit harder than she should’ve. […]Read more "I wanna get outta here"
I had walked around the streets of Paris for what felt like at least 30 miles before I gave in and bought a ticket for a red double-decker “hop on-hop off” bus. it was a bold move for someone who admittedly would rather slit her wrists and bleed out slowly than to take in a […]Read more "that time I hated Paris"
I was only lucky enough to hang out in Berlin for a few days. (a few very, very, very cold days.) so I’m not so sure I have much to offer if you’re wondering what to see and do. I’m not your girl for that. in fact, I’m the girl who made it to Checkpoint Charlie […]Read more "5 things: Berlin"