Shelter in Place: Day 59

Day 59 and feeling fine. My new hit single. About to top the charts. What can I tell you about today? All these days last eternities now, have you noticed? And simultaneously they pass without demarcation. It's Friday I've heard. That's the word on the street. This morning I was frustrated. I read "Wise Blood" …

Shelter in Place: Day 32

Now these numbers don't even look real. 32? Weird. It's sunny today here in Oakland, and I'm busy planning my move to Idaho and the next phase of my life. I can't believe I'll be leaving California in a number of months. On July 4th, I will have been here exactly four years. I remember …

Shelter in Place: Day 23

Greetings my fellow Gremlins, Ghouls and Goblins, It's Day 23. Gray here in Oakland. Pearly cloud cover. Little traffic on the Bay Bridge. With less than a week until decision day for grad programs, I'm not feeling super optimistic about getting off the waitlist for either Boise State University or the University of Idaho. But …

Coming Home

As of today, June 9, 2018, I have been back in Oakland for exactly one month. Understandably, many of my acquaintances believe I am still on my European quest, and in a way, they aren't entirely wrong. It feels dramatic to say that a three-week trip changed my life, dramatic, but accurate. I've always sought …

Oxford- Visiting Graves

Oof. Readjusting to "normal" life is difficult. Suddenly people want me to be places at certain times and Scout expects to be fed (every day, too!) and there's something called a "job" that people are going on and on about. Which is a long way of saying, it's taken me a while to write this …

London- Don’t Meet Your Heroes

All right folks, back to your regularly-scheduled programming. (Will return to dismantling capitalism in two ticks.) On my three week solo international journey (aka my TWSIJ), I visited London for the first time. I was torn between giddiness and apprehension. For most of my life, I had been exploring a different version of London, a …

Amsterdam- Dedication

I am home now, back to the sunlight and hypocrisy of Northern California, and I finally have a moment to catch you up on the last half of my travels. When we last spoke, I was in Wiesbaden, returned to my AirBnB after a long walk in the dark. The next day, bright and early, I …

A Long Walk Home

So I've been thinking about this post for a long time. Since way before the trip began. What does it mean to be a (relatively) young woman (?) traveling alone in 2018? I have always loved exploring on my own, but in the past it has always been within the context of a group. I'd …