A Road to Emmaeus

In August of this year I decided to quit my job and move to Mexico to learn Spanish. Why such a radical decision? Simply put, I was feeling fatigued and bored in my job, and without any clear prospects for advancement in my company, I decided that it would be best to resign and take … More Onward to Puebla

Los Angeles occupies a singular place in the American imagination. It’s the land where dreams are born and die in spectacular fashion. It’s the place where generations of fame-chasers have landed in search of the big break that will usher them to stardom. I have never lived in LA and I’ve only visited a handful … More Angelino Dreams

Whole Foods. Driving. Yoga. Church. These are some of the things that I have missed while away in Madagascar. Now, after eight months in the field, I am back into my normal rhythm of privileged, millennial life in northern Virginia. I left Tana two days before Christmas at the end of a mad scramble to … More In the Forest, Something New

In the past few weeks I have rolled through the rural hills of Virginia and the strolled along the polished boulevards of Paris. I have departed and returned to the streets of Tana, where I found myself a few nights ago at a hilltop fete full of European expats. It was at this party that … More To Virginia and Back Again, and Some Musings on Marriage

Time and years pass, here as elsewhere. Last Saturday I turned thirty-two. While I would have preferred to spend my birthday back in DC, I fortunately had two new friends to accompany me on a trip outside of Tana. Let’s call them Sven and Will (again, not their real names). Sven is French-Norwegian, born in … More Ma vie à 32 ans