The horrifying collapse of the building in Bangladesh was on my mind when I went on another shoe expedition this weekend. With Denver temperatures reaching the 80s, I wondered if I’d have to imprison my toes all summer in lace-ups that accommodate my boat-sized, white orthotics. Since Colorado might as well be called Flip-flopistan (some … Continue reading
There is an end-of-Camino ritual at Finisterre, to burn something from the trip (or toss it into the sea). The symbolism is personal: for some, it could be a form of spiritual completion, a break with the past and/or the promise of a new beginning. A few days before arriving to the coast, I walked … Continue reading
Last week I spent four nights at a private home while attending the Wake Up Festival. I saw photos and read the description (“simple, sustainable”) before booking the room. Still, I was surprised by the modesty of the place. “They really have nothing,” commented a voice in my head as I surveyed the living room, … Continue reading
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