Please note: This trip went down back in May. But seeing as Tali and I are about to head out on a major trek in less than two weeks, I’m doing my best to clear out all my backlogged travel tales; I don’t need to-be-written blog posts hanging over my head as I hit the Himalayas.
That said: Lithuania. Maybe the weirdest, most unexpected trip in my growing list of weird, unexpected trips.
Tali’s younger brother Ari spent the month of May living on our couch in Tel Aviv. An al
I never planned for this.
If you caught me just five years ago, I was certain I’d end up in New York, writing full time for some magazine, ideally about rock’n'roll. And I was on my way: a few respectable internships, some bylines and part-time gigs in local papers, more than my fair share of backstage passes and a three-time win for my student paper’s “Best Columnist.” I saw my future, and though I didn’t know exactly how to get there, I had faith that I would. But sometim