some things never change while everything is changing. i love you, dad. thanks for driving me the first leg of our trip.
anda // the island of happy days // july, 2014
— Anaïs Nin, from The Novel of the Future. (via meganmcisaac)
i’m so spoiled living on an isthmus.
vishala getting ready to walk down the aisle.
it’s feeling real this time.
chicago // museum of contemporary art // 2012
"the universe is unfolding as it should." — desiderata
chicago // april, 2014
it’s been a long time since carson and i got to travel alone together. the last year we’ve been racking up the miles solo or with our families and friends, which has all been fantastic. it was just time to hit the road, the two of us.
we travel well together, really well. we get tired and hungry at the same time. we don’t need a plan, we are both happy walking; stopping to take photos, sip bloody marys, explore shops and warm up with coffee. we remind each other of the little things that make a trip so great; peeling graffiti on buildings, the way the light hits the water, an old, forgotten song piping through a bar’s speakers.
a true gift for me to find a partner in crime who gets my wanderlust soul.