There is a city I have not been to in almost two years. Nobodyis stopping me. I've simply decided not to go. Seattle. And with Seattle, a piece of the Pacific Northwest that has never been just a destination for me. It is part of my spiritual home, if I am allowed to say that... Continue Reading →
There are moments when I feel something stirring inside me. Not uncomfortable, more like a quiet pull. A reminder. As if part of me is saying: Hey, there's still so much out there. When are we leaving? Wanderlust, for me, is more than just a mood or luxury. It's a true necessity. It has two... Continue Reading →
There's a particular feeling you get when you return to a city after fifteen years. It's not quite nostalgia, and it's not quite discovery either. It's something in between, like running into an old friend who's clearly moved on with their life while you weren't looking. I came to Vancouver for practical reasons, which is... Continue Reading →
Losing a place is different from leaving it. 2025 was not a year of great distances. It was a year of inward movement. Of subtle shifts, of places that can no longer be reached, and of the things that endured. The farewell to the Pacific Northwest runs through everything like a quiet fault line.The PNW... Continue Reading →
It took me months to finish this article. The emotions of January were still shifting, still settling and I needed clarity in both heart and mind before I could put them into words. The Pacific Northwest, or simply PNW, has held a special place in my heart ever since I fell in love with the... Continue Reading →
"Top left of America" is how a sticker advertises the Pacific Northwest, often abbreviated to PNW. Some stickers explain that Idaho is not part of it, but so be it. My first visit in the 1990s was a round trip around Olympic National Park, home to the only rainforest in the northern hemisphere. I was... Continue Reading →