Category: Kristin projects
It’s not exactly fun getting lost in Russia, a country whose unusual Cyrillic alphabet makes deciphering maps for the general Latin-alphabet reader a little less than intuitive and whose …
“We’re not exactly an artifacts culture around here,” he said, gesturing to the cramped, two-room museum we’d just entered in New Orleans French Quarter. Around us on shelves were …
As a writer first and photographer second, I typically like to use my words to tell my stories and my images to work as my words’ cheerleaders. If I …
It was a warm day in Tucson when I came across what seemed like an impossible pairing: Chinese immigrants and Canadian Freemasons. In mask form. I’d been poking around …
When our tiny little seaplane landed on the pier on the shores of Victoria, British Columbia’s capital city, just 30 minutes from the cosmopolitan joy that is Vancouver, I …
Even when I try my hardest not to exoticize someone else’s food when I travel, no trip to a foreign country is really complete without one of the “what-did-you-just-eat” …
When I used to think of Mediterranean cooking, this is what I imagined: images of olive oil sizzling in steaming skillets, chefs—usually male—with big white hats, fresh bread coming …
This is the story of how an ancient Roman practice ended up becoming the joy of one man’s life. It is also a story of one of my favorite …
I go to Popeye’s Village once every five years. I mean, I don’t travel 6,000 miles just to go to Popeye’s Village, but it’s as necessary a stop …
If there’s one single thing I can advocate for as a traveler, it’s to dine in someone’s home. Restaruants, street food, cafes, bistros, and other options aside (which I …
For nineteen years, the Shawnodese has been getting its hull wet on long summer nights in the waters of Lake Pend Oreille. For nineteen long years, it’s been slicing …
The ranger on duty at the Painted Desert Visitor Center is really, really, really into petrified trees. He has worked at the Petrified Forest National Park for over 10 …