Tag Archives: Los Angeles

I’ve experienced a lot of things, but every now and again an opportunity comes along that makes me sit up – or rather, jump up and down while going “squeeee!” – and take notice. As happened when my dear friend Kerry from Over and Above Africa invited me on a …

I spend Monday through Friday land-locked between the 101 and the 10. At the strike of 2:45 beckoning the weekend – my mind races straight to her. She spends the week baiting me with her forecast, promising frozen precipitation, bluebird skies, and a chai latte upon my arrival. No matter …