Travel & Lifestyle Writer / San Francisco & Beyond
We were somewhere over the Atlantic, the cabin lights dimmed, as I made my way from the lavatory back to my seat. At 3am Pacific Time, most of the passengers on our flight from San Francisco to Zurich were sleeping or at least attempting to do so. All was quiet but for the white noise
What I love most about travel is the feeling of it, a visceral experience that goes beyond and magnifies the five senses. It is the flutter in my stomach as the plane roars up into the clouds, the exhilaration of waking up in a foreign city, not yet knowing what the day has in store,
Narrative travel writing celebrating the beauty in this crazy world we live in, because “on Earth there is no heaven, but there are pieces of it.” – Jules Renard