I don’t know why I have an affinity for the mundane. I think it’s the thought of capturing a slice of life at its most relaxed state or enjoying the glimpses of time before motion gains traction.
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While a gin and tonic is considered a basic, almost boring drink in most American bars, the reverse can be said for Spain. Smoked herb garnishes, infused gin, house-made tonics, ice slow to melt - Spaniards have taken the classic gin & tonic and turned it into an obsession.
There’s a sense of curiosity that lingers when you see the hardness in someone’s eyes, the exhaustion from the slack in their shoulders or the hostility in their stares.
From an eight-hour drive to catch the sunrise at the Grand Canyon to the thrilling trail up Angel's Landing in Zion National Park, the adventure to the southwest brought new heights, new scenery and a newfound appreciation for the rocky formations just a few states east of California.
I kept my trip to the Philippines a blank canvas with no plans of what to do, what to eat and what to see. I put my meticulous planning aside and instead let myself go with the flow, enjoying the company of the people closest to my heart in the country I once called my home.
The buildings, with their varying combinations of lines, curves, stacks and layers, each present a unique fingerprint in the city's iconic skyline - the jaggedness hinting at a seemingly never-ending race towards the sky among the architectural giants.
Hawaii is known for its beautiful beaches but my eyes immediately drew its gaze to the incredibly lush green hills embracing the clouds. No matter what hour of the day, the tallest peaks were hidden behind the curtain of white skies, leaving an unanswered curiosity at what lingered behind.
I was greeted at Denver International Airport with a raging flurry of snow and howling winds. Coming from Southern California, snow was a rarity and these icy white particles was a sight I hadn’t seen in years.