I was twelve the first time I ever truly traveled. At that point, my family's summer ritual switched from driving to the ocean every year to driving west to the Rockies. We lived out of old leaky tents on a Lakota Sioux reservation for months at a time, which in hindsight was really formative.
I now work as an artist / archaeologist, based out of the northeast US and Peru. I'm prone to bouts of wanderlust and too much tea. I travel light, always cook enough for everyone, love exploring, discovering new music and just hanging out with good people.