Dad points toward the hill while I rub sleep from my eyes. The rising sun paints everything golden. “People say the view is unforgettable.” He winks. I grin conspiratorially, an agreement ma...Read More
June 16, 2014 6:20am Milan. Lack of food, sleep, bathroom, and direction are terrible things, even if you are surrounded by the grandiosity that is Italy. I always imagined that I would be smiling e...Read More
June 15, 2014 South of France. We have been journeying for some time now. The sun is almost underneath the west side of the French Alps. Golden orange and periwinkle blue paint the sky, peaking throu...Read More
June 15, 2014 Paris. A mental scream beats across my brain as I approach the service desk line for the fourth time in four hours and find that it is even longer than the last time I stood in it. E...Read More
June 5, 2014 Heathrow. “So, you know that song “Hit Me With Your Best Shot?” Steve asks as we exit the terminal into the airport. We haven’t talked for about eight hours becaus...Read More