It was a Monday in April and there I was poolside with a healthy green juice clenched in my hand and a good book resting at my side. I had spent all morning hiking amongst the wildflowers in a hidden nature preserve just outside of Los Angeles. The skies were the kind of agua blue …
I have never been the kind of Californian who was scared to visit Mexico. On my first trip to Baja California, I was only seventeen years old. I’m pretty sure I told my parents we would be staying with my friend’s family at their Baja beach house. Ha. Well, that was a half-truth. Funny story …
Most days I dress as a hiking guide, my henna red hair frizzy and blowing in the mountain wind. My clothes are covered in dog drool and bunches of cat hair. I might wear a vest on a trek through this alpine forest if I am feeling fancy. My life as an outdoor trekking guide …
Friends of mine love to say Dubai smells like oil, my first impression was it smelled like cigarettes. It was three a.m. and I was awake and in a country that smelled like dirty eighties cigarettes; I was waking up in Dubai. This was my first opinion of Dubai. After that first five minutes we …
I never imagined when we planned our trip to the Amalfi Coast that I would travel to Italy and actually lose weight. How on earth could one ravenously hungry mountaineer possibly do that in the land of delicious platters of in house-made pasta and wood-fired pizzas? As a fan of all things authentic pizza and …