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Continue reading →: Colossal Cave Mountain Park, Vail, ArizonaLeaving Bisbee, I decided to take the scenic route towards Vail, driving along the Sonoita Mountain View Highway. Little did I know, it would begin to snow. I’d driven through snowstorms before, but in the quiet of the desert, driving an unfamiliar car, with no one around for miles, and…
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Continue reading →: Tombstone, ArizonaThe Wild West. I always wanted to go to Tombstone, Arizona. A stroll through the past. A dust covered street where cowboys lived, and gunfights might erupt at any time. In my mind, it was an important historical recreation, something new to experience. But the reality was different from my…
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Continue reading →: Igreja do Carmo and Igreja dos Carmelitas, Porto, PortugalI set out early on my last day in Porto, following a tale of two churches side by side, a hidden house in between, and the incorruptible body of a nun. I found them all. And yet, the most memorable part of the morning was climbing up to the roof…
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Continue reading →: Livraria Lello, Porto, PortugalShelves laden with books, a blood-red staircase, and a stained-glass ceiling to let in the light. Livraria Lello is listed as one of the most beautiful bookstores in the world. I always hoped to go. And after standing in a queue that wrapped around the city block, I finally entered the…
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Continue reading →: Staircases of Porto: Escadas das Verdades and Escadas do Barredo, PortugalI took a different path towards the river. A gut instinct, a swift decision, and off I went down the staircase near the bishop’s palace. Suddenly I was in a narrow passage with high walls on both sides, topped with a chain-linked fence. Little did I know I had wandered…
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Continue reading →: Sé do Porto, PortugalI smiled brightly as I headed up the hill towards the 12th century, Sé do Porto, but when I arrived, my bouncy steps faltered and my smile slipped. Was this a church or a medieval fortress? In the courtyard, a towering statue stood where a pillory once was. And nearby,…
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Continue reading →: Street Art, Old Town, Porto, PortugalTwo steps. Just two steps. Open the door and walk through. Easier said than done. The future I dreamed of was gone but still woven deep into my heart. Beloved, as all the best dreams are, and sorely missed. I didn’t want to dream again. I dare not start. For…









