It’s good to be home. We’ve been back in the US a month now and after 10 months away, all of the expected things are easier: We speak American. We’re not worried about visas or having the wrong money or … Continued
IT’S MY LAST NIGHT IN NEW YORK. That’s what keeps going through my head. I’m being dramatic — we will be back in one year in this very apartment, where we have been sleeping on an air mattress for the … Continued
LAST. DAY. OF. PACKING. Thursday morning, countdown on til 9am Friday, when the movers arrive with their big magic truck that will take all of this crap far, far away from us, to a land called The Bronx, never to … Continued
I DON’T KNOW WHAT THE HELL WE WERE THINKING. I can’t believe we are voluntarily giving up our cozy apartment to a stranger, packing boxes and putting all of our belongings and furniture into storage, just so we can move back into this place … Continued
HOMELESS, JOBLESS SHLUBS. That’s the only way I can characterize us at the present time. We actually did it: quit our jobs to travel the world. It’s been a whirlwind of beautiful goodbyes and amazing sendoffs, and there was even … Continued