Reminders

I grew up on road trips — long, car-sick journeys to Cincinnati, Greensburg or Natural Bridge. Kentucky is rolling country, so driving through it is not for the faint of stomach. Dramamine was my friend.

None of this dampened my love of travel. In fact, it conditioned me to rigor. Which brings me to these wonderful trips I've taken the last two years. They haven't been easy either — once I get there. But the fact that I can board one plane, then another — and wind up on the other side of the world ...  will never stop being miraculous to me. 

So in honor of the miraculous, and because I want to keep reminding myself I was there ... a few photographs from Nepal.