Staring out onto the crystal blue ocean, my mind was both swirling and oddly relaxed. What would become of me, what would I do next, will this new chapter be all that we hoped it would be? Work, play, adventures and everything in-between. Suddenly, the boat hit a giant wave nearly knocking me off my…
It’s that time of the year again- the time when we gather around the table with a glass of wine, some delicious food and of course, our closest friends and family. It’s the time of the year when we remind ourselves exactly why we are so blessed and for all the reasons we are thankful. As…
“Holiday RoooOOOooooad…” the classic song echoed as Dave and I belted it out late Thursday night. Paired with some ridiculous dance moves, we packed for our own little Holiday Road over to Las Vegas. Our friends from New York would be there for World’s Toughest Mudder so we figured why not go? We never miss…
“Wait… you met in Virginia… but neither of you are from Virginia? You were there for a concert? Oh, but you’re both from Minneapolis? No, he’s from New York? But you live in San Diego?” The conversion goes round and round until finally we just laugh, exhale and explain it’s a long story. Long story…
Thursday, June 11th, Dave and I loaded up the little Jetta, bid our farewells to Seattle and headed down the Pacific Coast Highway toward San Diego. It was a trip most only dream about, yet here we were, driving the Pacific Coast. We woke up with the sun, because I of course, was as anxious…
Pat, pat, pat- I could hear the rain falling from the sky and hitting our tent ever so softy. Barely opening my eyes, I could feel the tangle of bodies, sleeping bags and packs that were covering the floor of the small tent. The gentle hum of Kathleen’s faint breathing kept beat with the rain…
The early bird gets the worm, or so the saying goes. Up with the sun, the three of us girls, Libby, Kathleen and myself, were ready and excited for the hiking and camping that was ahead of us. We quickly packed up our packs, purchased bagels and coffee and headed to meet up with the…
If someone would have told me – “When you’re twenty four, you will be spending a lovely Sunday afternoon, eating an authentic and fresh burrito at a Farmers Market in a small Southern California beach town with the most genuine and handsome of men” I would have probably laughed in your face. It is no…
Last weekend, David and I decided to cross the border and visit our neighbors to the north: Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada. Neither of us had ever been before but had heard it’s better than Seattle- as far as beauty goes. We were about to see- but I’m pretty partial to my beautiful little city. Thankfully,…
While I was studying in New Zealand, I took a class titled, “Travel Narratives.” I thought it would be right up my alley, combining my love for travel and writing. “This should be an easy A,” I thought. WRONG. Oh so wrong. Probably one of the most horrible classes I ever had to endure. I…
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