When I was a little girl growing up in a suburb of Denver, Colo., I saw a man named Brian O’Malley speak about his journey to…
“You should camp alone for the first time somewhere close to home, so if you get scared, you can come back,” my mom urged me. So…
All I know is that I want to travel, I want to write, and I want to take pretty pictures.
It’s 9:45 a.m. and “home” — my 2004 Honda Element perched on the banks ofLake Mead — is reorganized. I’d packed…