In August of 2012, I found myself on a plane headed to Bogotá, Colombia. I was traveling alone and my level of Spanish fluency was equal to perhaps a six-month-old baby. A carousel of emotions rotated in my mind, mostly fear, as I left the familiarity of home and gravitated toward a new world. The... Continue Reading →
The Man in Brown Velvet
*This was originally written in 2014 for a good friend's travel e-magazine, Latitudes, Longitudes. Unfortunately the site is currently on hiatus so I wanted to repost the piece! Have a nice day. The feeling arrived for the first time once the flight attendants weren't speaking English anymore. It was a sensation that I never experienced until... Continue Reading →