Provence, (Marseille) Day 1

On the road, I wake up early. Not sure why, it’s just a thing that happens. My eyes open at 5 something and I can’t go back to sleep. I was so excited that the bakery a few steps from our Airbnb opened at six. I got dressed and brushed my teeth extra slow to…

Flush like a Venetian

Except for during certain urgent moments, we don’t normally find ourselves obsessing about toilets.

Of Tampon Strings and Phlegm

Today is my last beach day, or at least it should/could be. I’ve been debating whether or not to get up early tomorrow to watch the sunrise then catch a quick dip before heading to the airport. In the last couple of days, I’ve been besieged by a cold and a period, dread enemies of…