Gathered from the road
I have never been interested in the kind of travel that follows the crowd. The places I return to in writing — and in memory — are the ones where I slowed down long enough to feel like I belonged, even briefly. And then there are the places I stayed even longer, and they became part of my heart and my home.
This section is where I share a sprinkle of those dispatches. The long mornings in the Gold Coast of Australia. The business meetings in Japan. The ferry crossings in Greece. The Hawaiian penthouse that made me rethink what luxury actually means. All of it, gathered here.
"The best places are the ones you can breathe in, touch, and really live for a moment."
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