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We exited the purple train in the northern city of Chiang Mai. It’s a fantastic juxtaposition of a place - a fairly big city snuggled into the foothills of beautiful, tree-covered mountains blanketed in a a luminous layer of fog. And while it’s definitely still got the the hustle and the bustle and the smells and street food, it’s much smaller - and felt to me, more manageable than its southern sister, Bangkok.
Read MoreAfter the Grand Canyon, we cashed in a few hotel points and spent a couple days regrouping in Sedona - sleeping in fluffy beds, spending afternoons by the pool, eating entire bags of halloween candy…it was lazy and gluttonous and absolutely fantastic.
After that we did a little climbing in New Mexico* and Brad took me to Santa Fe for my birthday. He treated me to this mind blowing Japanese spa*(a perk doing this type of thing in our 30s rather than our flat broke 20s), and patiently waited while I hunted for turquoise around the city plaza. Meanwhile, he seemed fine hunting for tamales.
Read MoreWhen Brad and I first started talking about what we wanted to do with our initial few weeks of stateside travel I had suggested the Grand Canyon. I had never been and always wanted to see it. And while I would have been perfectly happy spending an afternoon taking a few photos from one of the lookouts, Brad interpreted the word “seeing” a bit more zealously.
Read MoreThis week we made up a new word, Kerouac-ing (v). - to be on the road, and on the road, and on the road some more...
We woke up on day two and attempted to climb this ridiculous looking spire called Independence Monument. The hike in was beautiful and it felt so good to climb again. I had started calling this past summer “the bummer summer.” A self-inflicted two months of staying far away from rocks and strange bushes and anything that could induce bruises, sprained ankles, weird tan-lines or more poison ivy…all for the sake of lookin’ good in the white dress. And man, did it feel good to finally slide up against some sandstone without worrying about the scrapes it left on my shoulders.
Read MoreOur wedding was magic. It was simple and beautiful and filled with so much love. We danced the night away with our favorite people in the world. We took shot-skis. We ate Taco Bell. We woke up the next morning and sat by the pool with extra spicy Bloody Marys.
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