Yes to Nowhere: a sometimes-too-honest travel blog I’ve gone to a lot of places. I’ve seen lots of things. I’ve done lots of stuff. Then I like to write about it.

Insanity

Holy. Crap. It has been an absolutely INSANE four days. I’m completely exhausted and happy and frustrated and I feel like my life is going in a totally different direction.  I’m spending two...

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Semuc Thoughts

It’s funny, how your mood and perception of things can change so quickly. When I first arrived at this hostel, I thought it was one of the most beautiful places I’d ever stayed. For one, it’s...

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Baby Steps

I’m on another adventure— a small one in some people’s eyes, but an adventure nonetheless. I traveled about three hours to another city for background work on a TV show today, had a costume...

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Life is Confusing

This used to be a travel blog, and it still is in a way, I suppose. Except…my travels have brought me to, well, nowhere. I’m back in the house I grew up in, lying down in my childhood bed....

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On Going Nowhere

Friends, strangers, and terrified people who have somehow happened upon my blog and are now desperately wondering if you will get a virus from visiting (you won’t): hello! I know it’s...

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Back to the Beginning

Whelp. I’m sitting on a very fat plane, heading to the US for the first time in five months. By fat I mean there are three rows of seats and two aisles and we have TVs and chargers at every seat so...

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The Poop Poem, and Other Stories

HELLO ALL. I’m surviving my last two days of traveling, here in Barcelona, with the worst bout of food poisoning/traveler’s diarrhea/something I picked up in Morocco. Okay, I lied, it’s...

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Moroccan Reflections

Even though I’m sitting still, here in the Fez airport during my last hour or so in Morocco, my mind is swirling with all kinds of thoughts. Morocco has been such an experience. I never thought I...

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African Floods

Today is…disgusting. It is pouring outside, so I guess that kind of kills my plans to walk around and sightsee all day. I’m in the small city of Chefchaouen, where everything is painted blue....

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The Story of the Kitten

I wish I was one of those people who can just feel a certain way, and that’s that. But no. I have to have completely contradictory feelings about everything so I never know if I’m actually...

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