Home, Fall, and My Paris Surfboard
As America prepares to celebrate its long weekend and one day of freedom from laboring, I’m sitting in Paris, contemplating how freaking lucky I am to have been given this opportunity not to… Continue reading
As America prepares to celebrate its long weekend and one day of freedom from laboring, I’m sitting in Paris, contemplating how freaking lucky I am to have been given this opportunity not to… Continue reading
Dear readers, today, August 22, would’ve been my mom’s 77th birthday. A bit of a departure from the norm, but today’s post is my birthday letter to her. I hope none of you… Continue reading
(Full photo slideshow at the bottom.) “We’ll always have Paris.” That famous line from Casablanca (which, shamefully, I’ve never seen) gets thrown around a lot, mostly in jest. After living here for four… Continue reading