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The sea crinkles the sand as its waves edge closer to the shore. The sun radiates a warm glow from a cloudless afternoon sky. The breeze sifts through your hair to remind you that you are far from the embrace of the city and in the arms of nature. Laughter and screams emanate from the roller-coasters nearby. People of all ages and backgrounds dot the beach in their swimwear, featuring a palette diverse enough to represent the entire rainbow. This is Santa Cruz.

March 13, 2024

There is no sight more gratifying to me than the open road, for the open road allows the body to wander and the mind to wonder. It offers an escape for the imagination and a way of life governed by freedom and fueled by curiosity.

February 23, 2024

There is no sight more gratifying to me than the open road, for the open road allows the body to wander and the mind to […]

February 9, 2024

There is no sight more gratifying to me than the open road, for the open road allows the body to wander and the mind to […]

January 26, 2024

Shortly after returning to the San Francisco Bay Area for winter break, I received a curious invitation from an old friend of mine at Stanford. An ornithologist, he was organizing a birding trip to the Sacramento Valley to show our high school biology teacher and her fiancé the birds of the Pacific Flyway, most notably its geese, herons and cranes. With wanderlust — that burgeoning restlessness born out of youth, curiosity and an addiction for adventure — and an excuse to explore more of my home state, I decided to join. Accompanied by a mutual friend from Princeton, the three of us set off. Our primary objective was to hit a series of birding spots on the road to Colusa, a town in the Sacramento Valley roughly 120 miles north of San Francisco, where we were going to meet the rest of our party.

January 19, 2024

California, as Frank Sinatra once sang, is “a land that paradise could well be jealous of.” To the thespian, it is where stars achieve immortality […]

November 30, 2023

It was a cold autumn day in the middle of November. The leaves were falling, and the days grew shorter. A crowd of 2,000 spectators […]

November 17, 2023

It is midnight on a warm weekend in November. The clouds sail sleepily by your window. The shadows of leaves dance on the wall. The lights are low, and the room is illuminated by starlight and the screen in front of you. You have a remote on one hand, and someone special on the other. And you wonder, as the screen loads, about what movie the two of you should watch. You ponder for a while, considering the options in your mind after a voice by your side tells you to decide.

November 9, 2023

Pleasant, persistent and pleasurable. These are the characteristics of any earworm: a song, tune or melody that reverberates constantly in one’s mind. An earworm can […]

November 3, 2023

If I traveled back in time to have dinner with one individual, I would sit in a cornered booth at Patsy’s on 56th Street in […]

October 13, 2023

Gleaming trinkets suspended from store fronts. Savory scents emanating from food stalls. Clacking carriage wheels on cobblestones. These were the sights, smells and sounds that […]

October 6, 2023