What Happens in Vegas…

What’s that old saying about turning lemons into lemonade? Well, despite my natural love for lemons, that’s exactly what I did this week. After finding myself marooned in Las Vegas of all places, I took advantage of my forced hiatus from mobility. Just one night on the strip reaffirmed for me that nature is indeed…

There’s no place like home

Merriam-Webster’s primary definition of “home” reads “one’s place of residence”. What does that mean for us nomads who find our residence ever changing? This week I have been defining my own version of home. The people I know and love, the friends I meet on the road, the experiences I have, and the inner most…