Everyday Mexico City: A Photo Journal

It’s late enough in the morning that the streets are already packed with people who flit in and out of restaurants and stores, wait in line at taco stands and ice-cream shops, and [like me] point their cameras at or above eye-level to capture the city’s sights. I use the Zocalo [main plaza] as a startingContinue reading “Everyday Mexico City: A Photo Journal”

An Afternoon in Napa Valley, California

I’ve spent years wanting to visit some of the world’s most famous wine regions and now I live in one. I searched ‘wine country’ on Google while writing this and the first place that came up was California. I’ll be honest, when I dreamed of traveling through wine regions, I imagined vineyards in South Africa,Continue reading “An Afternoon in Napa Valley, California”

Puerto Rico’s Islands: Culebra

If you’ve ever tried to get to San Blas from Panama City, Isla Baru from Cartagena, or -in our case- Culebra from San Juan, you’ll find that you need to leave early. As-the-sun-is-just-setting-up-for-its-shift kind of early. D & I know we have to wake up for 6 am but we want to go out dancing,Continue reading “Puerto Rico’s Islands: Culebra”

My Weekend in Vientiane, Laos: Part 2

At the altar, incense sticks burn a familiar scent into the air. I recognize it as one that my dad has burned several times in our living room- a scent I often found overwhelming. In this temple, thousands of miles away from our living room, I still feel overwhelmed; though not by the scent itself, onlyContinue reading “My Weekend in Vientiane, Laos: Part 2”

My Weekend in Vientiane, Laos: Part 1

From the moment I was asked if I would be available and willing to travel to Laos to when I touched down in Vientiane, I was both stressed and enthusiastic. In one breath I was participating on a team call and in the next, I was planning to go on an assignment for said team.Continue reading “My Weekend in Vientiane, Laos: Part 1”

An Afternoon in Bushwick, Brooklyn

If there’s one thing I miss about living on the East Coast, it’s being a short flight away from New York.  Bushwick is to NY what Wynwood is to Miami. An outdoor art gallery, with ever-changing pieces by a diverse group of artists. The Bushwick Collective – started and curated by Brooklyn native Joeseph Ficalora-Continue reading “An Afternoon in Bushwick, Brooklyn”

Surrounded by Love in Cabarete, D.R.

We spent the day in Sosua on a boat. The water, a dark shade of blue, was not clear enough that you could see through it. We passed the time snorkeling, swimming, jumping off the side of the boat – to my mom’s obvious horror – and dancing to Inyang’s impressively curated Afrobeats playlist.