Previously on… There we were, sitting in the cockpit of our rollicking sailboat, a meteor having just streaked across the sky. The boat had rocked and rolled all night long, overwhelming us with nausea. The moment the sun peeked over the horizon, we took off, ready to leave this anchorage behind forever. Kadin set our course on the chart plotter, and began steering us south towards Norfolk, Virginia. As the sun climbed higher the wind receded, but the steady lope of the bo

The day Kadin and I decided to make our relationship official, he asked me what I thought about living on a sailboat. I put exactly zero thought into my answer and said I was totally down. Damned hormones. Fast-forward a year, and we were driving to the northernmost point of the Eastern Shore of Virginia to look at a nearly derelict sailboat. It had been sitting in dry storage for ten years. Dry is a misnomer. Although the fiberglass hull is solid, various bad spots on the de

Kadin and I had independently dreamt of seeing Machu Picchu, the mountain complex of Inca-era ruins in Peru. He wanted to hike the Inca Trail. I had grand ambitions of joining him. After loads of research, we eventually settled on an alternative, the Salkantay Trek. Although only a portion of this trek would include traveling along the Inca Trail, it would have the benefit of being less populated. And even better, we would be staying in permanent camps with solid buildings an