So, I am finally here. One year and four days after my husband moved to Chile, I have finished graduate school, said my long goodbye to the friends and familiar places that made it impossible to leave San Francisco for … Continue reading
The Point at Punta de Lobos, Chile So, I may be a boogie boarder after all. Just as 2011 may be the year of taking on new adventures and new identities: I was fortunate enough to marry the most wonderful … Continue reading
This is Santiago. As I’ll be moving to Chile next year, I’m fascinated to learn that some believe surfing got its official start just north, in Peru, despite the sport’s long-held Polynesian origins. As Michael Scott Moore writes in Sweetness … Continue reading
Watching the Waves, Rodeo Beach, Fort Cronkite I have attempted to surf three times in my life—each experience is emotionally distinct and only one could be deemed at all “successful” (I’ll get around to sharing them all). In the meantime, … Continue reading
Sydney, 2008 Never have I ever kept a personal blog. While I’ve made my living as a magazine editor and contributor, write fiction in every spare hour I can find, and have a trunk full of journals, I’ve lacked the … Continue reading