Really, the whole thing could’ve ended much worse. An old truck, abused through decades of off-road adventures. A young, stupid, and inexperienced driver setting off across a continent that has killed many seasoned and gritty pioneers. That it ended it…
Alright, I’ve been watching Survivors on BBC, and the Walking Dead, and I saw The Road a few weeks ago, so end-of-world scenarios are in my head. The more I see movie and TV shows try to tackle this big…
Birthday mania is sweeping our household like a pandemic flu. No, that’s not right. Like a…zombie apocalypse. Better. Regular rules are crumbling before the leviathan of BIRTHDAY. Presents are opened early, sugar is consumed, it’s all topsy-turvy up in this…
Earlier than Paris, earlier than Milan, earlier than New York, is the San Diego Fall Fashion Reveal on October 8. This year we’re happy to present the new theme: Exotic Riviera. Let’s set the scene: the engine of a glossy…
Periodically you have to shut off the glowing screens, break out from your patterns of eating, sleeping, working, cleaning, and remember the things that matter. For the last few days we’ve been lucky to have family from Portugal in town. …
Now I know how the border collie feels, standing in the field with the grass tickling its belly, knowing a sheep has escaped over the hill and beyond the copse of trees. I know how the eagle feels the first…
I promised Titan and I shall deliver. Behold! Wait…this isn’t what I remember. When I saw Titan on the Border to Border Land Rover trip I remember standing at the base and the cab was almost obscured with clouds. The…
The long return from our vacation required us to cross the continent, and like the return leg of a boomerang’s flight, we were losing energy and altitude fast. Since Child Harbat is staying an extra two weeks with grandparents on…
Stop Three: a place a spent my childhood summers sailing on a winding river verged with thick greenery like stands of broccoli florets. A place where colonials malcontents dumped British tea into the river just as Bostonians had. A place…
Stop Two: a borderland with the biggest horizon you’ll ever see. A place where sand and salt coat everything in a sticky gritty sheen. A place where the hush of foam on the beach follows a contra-bass thump as water…
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