Last weekend I was in Louisiana for Camille’s wedding. Then I went to Abbeville to visit family and flew back to California through Houston, rife with signs of the apocalypse. It was fun. I ate a lot of good food.
California! Oregon! coast! mountains! old signs! yurts! UC Berkeley’s J-school told me thanks but no thanks. I had a brief moment of wishing I’d chosen grad school back in 2004 when they accepted me, but it passed. If I hadn’t done Peace Corps, I’d never have heard donkeys braying at 1am, biked 80 kilometers through […]