Day Two in NZ: Inside the Glow Worm Cave


Disclaimer: I don’t usually curse like this, but it was so fucking cold.
Telling one story a day with different medium

Disclaimer: I don’t usually curse like this, but it was so fucking cold.
12 cities in 14 days. We traveled across America by train to find—and invest in—small businesses outside of San Francisco. First stop: Portland.

I’d stopped caring about the pastel colored houses against Karl the Fog. The magical hues that once warmly blended with the heavy, thick San Francisco air had lost their charm. Every day I ran into similar people with familiar thoughts and ideas. And I vowed that I’d soon leave the…
