We left the cool green morning that collects between the trees near the volcanoes to make our way down to the southern tip of the island. Look out across flaxen fields of grass dotted with cattle and horses the color of sand to see the ocean meet the sky.
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“Don’t you just love those long afternoons in New Orleans when an hour isn’t just an hour–but a little piece of eternity dropped into your hands–and who knows what to do with it?”
— Tennessee Williams (A Streetcar Named Desire)
Some places are just filled with a certain…something.
Something that creeps up under your skin and lights you up from the inside out.
Like New Orleans.
It is hard to believe that it has been a whole 2 years since our toes first touched down on the Korean peninsula. In that strange and mysterious way that time has of expanding and contracting it has felt simultaneously much longer, yet somehow contained in the blink of an eye. I love those beginning days in a new place when Continue reading