Got food poisoning last night at 2 am after Taco Tuesday. It’s only happened a few times in my life, but when it does, it triggers the memories of when I got salmonella while on a 2-week cross-country trip from Virginia to LAX. After a hearty egg breakfast in Charleston, I continued down to Kings Bay Georgia to see a guy friend for dinner. That evening, I started puking. At this…
Instead of laying out my clothes to be packed in my travel duffle bag, I am staring at the computer screen with watery eyes, ready to start typing. Waiting for the words to come to me, I struggle to compose my email, and my thoughts drift away for a moment. My next eagerly awaited trip was two weeks away. I’d been planning it for three months, though truth be told, it had…
I don’t get scared often when I’m out in the backcountry. Very rarely. But one time, I did. In the warmth of the Arizona spring, out on the San Carlos Reservation, two hours east of Phoenix, I explored one of my wildflower paradises. Peridot Mesa, labeled a “hidden gem,” receives a massive influx of flower enthusiasts and Instagrammers during the magnificent orange poppy blooms of March. However, somehow, on this day in…
