Amsterdam / BY WATER I

We arrived at our hotel in Amsterdam on a overcast, muggy Thursday morning, with Diego exhausted from a sleepless 9-hour flight (during which I allegedly shoved him around in my sleep so much so that he couldn’t catch a wink), and me feeling surprisingly coherent and sober.* After a nice long trans-Atlantic flight, a luggage-hauling journey from the airport to the hotel by train and … Continue reading Amsterdam / BY WATER I

FLIGHT

I used to love planes. The entire experience of flying was a big ol’ bowl of excitement, sprinkled with the anticipation of a destination yet to be discovered. What would we fly over? Who and what would be waiting at the arrival gate? What snacks would I eat? Somewhere around the time I was 17, that mindset shifted drastically, and I became completely terrified of … Continue reading FLIGHT