Edventure Project

On redwoods & rope swings: Northern California

Waking in a tent is a womb-like experience. Or perhaps more like that of metamorphosis, in which I am protected […]

Today I awoke in a house full of love. A house filled with friends and family, in the mountains of […]

As I sit to write this you are floating in the bay in front of Uncle Josh’s house, […]

France is one of those countries that begs to be driven. The last time we were there, in 2008, we […]

If traveling with small children earns a mother a gold star for bravery, then traveling with teens should earn a […]

I woke to the west wind’s whispering. A ghostly sound: dry, with the faint crackle of sandstone beneath bare feet. Soft, […]

I found the graffiti on the Camino fascinating. The path is painted, from end to end, with yellow arrows and […]

The trees of the Galician forests have eyes. Big ones that are open wide and always watching as pilgrims pass […]

I hate putting on my boots. The process is preceded by a ten minute ritual of popping blisters, applying antiseptic, […]

The interior of the cathedral is crumbling. I can’t say that I’d even call it a cathedral, more of a […]

Astorga to Rabanal is a lovely walk. Today was marked by the messages, inscribed on stones, and left along the […]

Years ago, in a particularly frustrating phase of parenthood when it seemed like I would never get my head above […]