Souvenirs of Self

Souvenirs of Self

There is magic in travel. Not only are we transported to another place, mood and time, we are whisked away from self. When the minutia of our daily lives isn’t squawking in our ears, a more honest voice gets its turn in the spotlight. Perhaps we become better...
Scared Small

Scared Small

People wonder why Ryan and I walked away from a seemingly perfect life in Colorado. We lived in a beautiful three bedroom victorian home, close to family who we love. My catering company was well recognized, successful and filling a much needed hole in the...
Buying the Bus and What Came After…

Buying the Bus and What Came After…

Buying a bus felt a lot like hunting down a New York City apartment. We (Ryan mostly) spent every spare moment scanning postings, making calls and sending emails. We needed a bus that was completely built out, because we lacked the time and experience to start from...