If I were to write a series of letters from the places I’ve been, Mexico would feature prominently; especially my visit in February.
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Traveling the Caribbean: My St. Maarten Experience
In the middle of the Caribbean Sea, lies the tiny gem of St. Maarten (or St. Martin, depending on which side of the island you’re on). One side is a French overseas territory, while the other is Dutch—both remnants of a colonial past. Our trip to St. Maarten was unplanned; in fact, we were meantContinue reading “Traveling the Caribbean: My St. Maarten Experience”
December in New York: A Photo Story
Packing jackets and thinking of how to layer clothing does not excite me; but what does excite me is visiting New York. So, even when the opportunity to visit came with the promise of icy weather, I couldn’t bring myself to say no.
Reflections from Mt. Shasta
I have not always appreciated the outdoors. As a child, outside seemed daunting. It was the place of cuts, scrapes, and bug bites–or sometimes all three. No thank you.
48hrs in Guatapé
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.
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.
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.