After a few days in Medellín, we check out of the Welcomm Spa and stuff our belongings into a 13-seater van for the 2-hour drive to Guatapé. Here, surrounded by mountains and glittering man-made lakes, we settle into a relaxed itinerary that doesn’t take us much further than the grounds of our Airbnb.
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Medellín: A Photo Journey
Seven years ago, I visited Colombia for the first time, inspired by a conversation with a diplomat on a flight to Panamá. Cartagena welcomed me then, with color-soaked cobblestone streets, sun-warmed beaches, and the bouncy rhythm of Cumbia and Vallenato. This past August, I returned to Colombia, trading sea breeze for crisp mountain air in Medellín.
Along the Pacific Coast Highway II
Crossing the Golden Gate Bridge, we glide past rolling green hills in Marin County, trading San Francisco’s skyline for miles of open road, sea breeze, and sweeping views of the Pacific Ocean.
An Afternoon in San Francisco I
We walk out of the underground lot and into a perfect afternoon–sunlight makes everything appear more vivid, saturated with color: the grassy field is greener, the sky’s blue more striking.
Traveling Mexico IV: Mexico City
I visited Mexico City for the first time in 2018. Then, purple jacaranda flowers bloomed to welcome spring, and sunshine warmed the air…
Traveling Mexico III: Tulum Beach
It’s our last full day in Tulum, and we start the morning relaxed–wrapped in cotton-soft robes, enjoying warm mugs of coffee and bite-sized pastries on the front porch.
Traveling Mexico II: Tulum
I often arrive and depart places in the dark. There’s a simple reason for this: flights are more affordable when they’re getting you in and out of cities at dawn or in the middle of the night. When we arrive in Tulum, after a 2-hour journey from the closest airport in Cancun, the sky has melted from pastel blue to inky black.
Traveling Mexico I: San Miguel de Allende
In the quiet darkness of the morning, my friends and I wait outside for our Uber driver to reach us. We’re dangerously close to missing our bus, so I’m impatient as I watch the tiny black car on Tolu’s phone screen inch slowly toward us.
My Weekend in Portland, Oregon
“Today has been so beautiful”, the text reads in bold letters on my Notes app. The day is already over as I write, so I type quickly, trying not to forget the details that inspired that opening sentence.
Summer Break: Toronto
As I continue to have a growing family of loved ones scattered across the world, I hope that travel remains a piece of the thread that pulls us together.