I flee to D.C. in the ink black uncertainty of an indelible decision. I burn every bridge with the world…
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I rolled over this past Sunday morning and as I attempted to open my crusty eyes, felt restrained by some…
Ready to head back to the Kenyan capital to begin the next leg of our trip, we arranged for a…
We awakened on our third morning in Kenya and started packing the bikes we had barely gotten back to the…
As our group of seven walked along the road lining the lake recounting our first interaction with the African wildlife…
The drive to Naivasha was beautiful, filled with both anticipation and awe at the surrounding landscapes. We drove on with…
I woke up that morning like many (okay, most) other mornings, slightly hungover and thirsty for a breakfast cocktail. The…
Early this Sunday afternoon as I rolled out of bed with the sting of sunlight in my hungover head my…