My hike up the St. Blaize Trail through the eyes of Adamastor, the legendary Greek god of the Cape of Storms. Centuries ago the almighty Zeus turned me into the jagged ridge of the Cape peninsula as punishment for flirting with Nymph, his beloved Princess of the Wave. So in other words he punished me […]Read more "On the trails we blaze: Cape of Good Hope"
Last week our business journalism class took a trip to downtown LA to study reporting in the business of entertainment. During that time we stayed at the Kawada hotel, a small hotel down the street from the LA Times and in the heart of Downtown Phoenix. Look at the picture above; doesn’t it look cute […]Read more "I’m sorry Kawada but you get only 2 stars…"
When I was younger, you could say I was quite the athlete. I danced 5 days a week for several hours and did karate. I was nimble and flexible! But then college came by; up went the amount of junk food I ate, down went the amount of exercise I did. As I explained in […]Read more "The Art of Kicking Butt"
After a night of hanging out with fellow journalism students, my head is whirring with questions once again. What am I meant to do? What is my sole purpose in life? Everyone around me always seems so sure of what they want to do and I thought I was but now I am not so […]Read more "One love"