It’s hard to believe that it was only one year ago that I was in France. It feels like decades. And yet, it’s true, it
It’s been a shit few years or so. 2019 is the first one that’s ending on a true, sustainable upswing. It’s Thanksgiving week, and I
I am writing this at 7:30 am. I am at a bakery, with a croissant and a double espresso in front of me, along with
Today I traveled from Chamonix to Paris. This is my final destination. After today there are only two days left before I head home. This
I went up to Aiguille du Midi. I joked that it was the pinnacle of this whole adventure, but there was truth behind the jest.
Getting from Lyon to Chamonix by train was no laughing matter, and today’s anxiety attacks proved it. My excitement about getting up into the Alps