Heading back to Iraq. My little brother drove me to the airport and I stole his sunglasses. I-84 along the Columbia Gorge has got to be one of the most beautiful roads in the whole world. I was so enraptured that I forgot to take photos of the way the sandy hills slowly morph into dark green pine forests.
I love seeing artistic reminders that it’s a small world, like finding the work of a sculptor from my hometown in DC. While road tripping with my sisters to Corvallis, Oregon, I came across a work by famous Croatian sculptor Ivan Mestrovic, whose statues I’ve seen all over the Balkans. Me and Ivan, in Zagreb (2012) and Corvallis (2014).
I came across this postcard in a stack of old photos– I sent this almost 10 years ago! The best part is the photo of me and a friend from my Jishou days, although the wording now also cracks me up. I’m still living overseas after all these years, I wonder where I will end up in the next 10…
Where were you 10 years ago???
Home for the rodeo, for the first time in 10 years! Magical. Pendleton, OR.