scattershot and churning, we moved on from the glitz of vegas and meandered through the epic majesty of death valley. crags, hills, formations, hollows, slot canyons, salt flats, and an open night sky took us into their arms.
in the immense spans and the night's silences, fox kits howl and call out.
traveling along the yucatán peninsula
while hurricanes are trying to touch down on your hotel is not advised.
in defiance of this information, i ventured
southward into the cancún area. every single chance we got, we
ventured well and out of the zona hotelera, and into azure waters, mayan
ruins, and into the wider world. when at all possible, go on an adventure to reset your soul.