In High Places

Depending on who you ask, San Francisco has anywhere between seven (ROME) to forty-eight named hills. The original seven: SNob Hill, Russian Hill, Telegraph Hill, Rincon Hill, Twin Peaks, Mount Sutro, and Mount Davidson were named at the time of the city's founding. But as the city grew, so did the roster of summits. I… Continue reading In High Places

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Rodeo Real Estate

I’m not a coward. However, during my visit to Los Angeles, one part of the city I had assiduously avoided for as long as I could, was the Beverly Hills/Hollywood stretch. I had convinced myself that it wasn't for me. I wasn’t very 'LA' as a person anyway. What would I do in that neighborhood… Continue reading Rodeo Real Estate

Heartbreak Lake

I got my first eyeful of Lake Michigan for the first time after completing an arduous twenty-nine hour journey. I dragged myself up to my new apartment, too tired to appreciate anything. I was crumpled in both appearance and mind. But having collapsed onto my roommate's super comfortable armchair, looking out of the living room… Continue reading Heartbreak Lake

Testing Times

It's finals week and my existential crisis is such that I don't want to make a Facebook post (because unless I can express myself in a meme my crisis wouldn't​ be adequately cool) and I can't tweet because I'm not a populist politician with flare for expressing myself in 140 characters. I decided to deal… Continue reading Testing Times