Category: Travel
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Morocco: Lessons from Tahar
My friend Tahar has the brightest face I have ever seen. He seemed to be friends with everybody—when he wasn’t talking to me, I would pass him at his shop conversing with locals and Western shoppers alike with that same luminous smile. When I was in a hurry, he was respectful. One of the few…
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We’ll Always Have Barranco: A Love Affair with Peru
It was the first time I had ever seen the Pacific Ocean. It was 10 p.m. in Lima, the city just now coming alive, and we drove here and there through the barrios surrounding the airport to the highway that ran by the sea. It pushed. It pulled. It gushed. It called to me.…
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Marfa: Reflections One Year Later
Under the stars and onto the flatness of Mother Nature’s tongue sits a tiny town of about 2,000 people—nine hours west of Dallas and three hours east of El Paso—in one of the largest and least populous counties in Texas—truly, the middle of nowhere. Before Peru was even a possibility in my mind, there was…
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Marfa
Past the mountains and onto the flatness of Mother Nature’s tongue lies quiet in the desert a town called Marfa, Texas. I called my trip a pilgrimage because that is how it felt– like I was called by some otherworldly force whispering into my ear. She is nine hours west of Dallas and three hours…