Tag: travel

  • 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…

  • 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.…

  • If All My Exes Live in Texas, Then Why Am I Still Here?

    The hands of change touch everything in my life these days—pushing, pulling, prodding, stopping. What can sometimes be sensuous is now a bully—what egged me on now forces me into submission. I’m learning choke holds in Jiu-Jitsu right now. Is that why I feel like life has me by the throat? If life is a…

  • 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…

  • Passion

    I have tasted the beauty of the world now as an adult, and I am transfixed by it. I always wanted to be an attorney, and two dropouts later, I found myself a working paralegal– still chasing a middle school dream. It is an accomplishment, and I am proud of it, that I stayed the…