AL— It’s hot. We’re exhausted but we walk all day anyway. Scottie and Nelly figured out that if they whine enough, they can ride on my shoulders. Charlie can order food by himself—in Spanish—almost. The kids are all so big now. They miss you more […]
“Hello, can you help me please,” I implore in my bad German as I skid up to a suited gentleman at a bus stop. He appears startled, and backs further onto the sidewalk. I’m on my Aunt Sieglinde’s garden bike, a sturdy three-speed with no […]
On the southeast side of the island of Oahu, rests a sharp, well-demarcated rock terrace overlooking a semilunar shaped bay. The name of the bay, Hanauma Bay, from the Hawaiian words, hana and uma, literally, and somewhat redundantly, means curved bay. A steep, paved path rises from the beach, […]
I’m just a kid from the Southwest. I’ve spent my entire life watching the water level in Lake Mead (in Nevada) decline, seeing more and more of the surrounding rocks with the telltale white line from mineral deposits over the years. My idea of a […]
Rome: August 2017 To return to Rome at the end of summer is to find a city altered. Where water flowed from waist-high fountains in June, now their drains are chalky instead of slippery-green. A drought stalks the city. I hear imagined trickles the way a […]
Why I Ride: Some people dream of fast cars and a luxury lifestyle. My dream is to free-wheel around ancient towns in the south of France soaking in the atmosphere. Riding my bike makes me feels like a kid again. Woohoo! I’m a free-spirit with […]
