the NYC library
It's fairly early in the morning for a Saturday in New York City. I zip up my hoodie, wonder about...
It's fairly early in the morning for a Saturday in New York City. I zip up my hoodie, wonder about...
The bands had finished their warm ups, and it was time to let us in to the stage area to...
I haven't spent much time in the Southern part of the United States, in fact, I've never stepped foot in...
Could his long lost love be locked away in a tower, just like in the fairy tales of olde? With...
We were all huddled underneath a tree as the winds were howling around us and the rain was coming from...
Driving through the wild Wyoming Mountains with a young hippie girl as "50 ways to leave your lover" plays on...
I'd been in Mexico City about one hour, readying myself to start exploring this new destination. I like to start...
I wake up to the smell of falling rain. It's my first full day up in the mountains of Guanacaste...
Walking down 7th avenue, a light rain starts to fall. As I'm waiting for the light to turn green, a...
Berkeley is a microcosm of New York City, in my opinion. Each block is a world unto itself, wrapped in...
In the early morning I look down the empty road that leads to the Guanacasta beach in Costa Rica with...
It was mid afternoon in January, and I was driving around the hills of Santa Barbara with the windows down...