Lost and Found

The only place I ever got really lost while I was traveling abroad, was in Montpellier, France. It was November 1st, known as La Toussaint, or All Saints’ Day and I would be leaving that morning for Barcelona. Knowing that it was a holiday, and that I hadn’t booked a […]

The Big Questions

“How’s it going? What’s your name? WHAT DO YOU DO?” As you might imagine, I’ve had different versions of this conversation probably a hundred times since I’ve been traveling. It’s your run of the mill getting-to-know-you quiz, with the intention of pegging a person down in but a few short […]