“Maybe infinity begins at the point we can’t see past, can’t love past. How small we are when this point is ourselves. The problem with borders, I was beginning to realize, isn’t that they are monstrous, offensive, and unnatural constructions. The problem with borders is the same as the problem with evil that Hannah Arendt […]
Category: Travel
I believe in a world without borders
I used to think that wishing for a world without borders was pointless. I thought: there are too many. The economy based on them is too big. It is not a goal that is achievable in my lifetime. But in Emergent Strategy, a book about community organizing, Adrienne Maree Brown convinces me otherwise. She writes, “We are […]
Grilled cheese
On Saturday I was waiting tables at my favorite restaurant. It was late afternoon so it was slow. A woman came in the front door and I stopped counting the register to greet her. She had a accent and seemed maybe a little lost. I asked her if she wanted a table and she asked […]
Fear
I got to the campsite earlier than usual. I pulled my bike up to the check-in window. I didn’t see anyone inside the booth but the lights were on so I knocked on the window. Nothing happened, but I heard people talking. I walked around to the other side where I found two men wearing […]
Tuesday June 14
On Tuesday June 14 I woke up on a couch in a house in North Hero, Vermont. There were beds, but I liked the couch. I like sometimes to sleep close to the places where I live. I woke up around 7am. Annie and Rosie were still sleeping. I made what was left of my […]
Forget Montreal (edited version)
On Tuesday (not this Tuesday, or last Tuesday, but the Tuesday before that) I arrived in Panton Vermont–a town just south of Burlington where I was staying the night. I had been on the road almost a week and still I didn’t have much of a plan. I had no return transportation. I had no […]
Rain
Two Sundays ago I road from Cambridge, New York to Lake George, New York. If you live anywhere in eastern New York State perhaps you remember that day: it rained. It sprinkled then it spit then it rained then it poured then it rained again. During the pouring stage I was somewhere near Glens Falls […]
On the road again
I’m riding my bike to Montreal. I wish I could tell you more about this, but I really have to go. So I’ll leave you with this alternative reading about the road. And this picture of a gift given by the badass B Costa.
Woman vs woman
At some point during college I went to a guest lecture about writing. I don’t remember the lecturer except that he was old and white (which is allowed). I do remember when he said something like, “Elizabeth Gilbert and Eat, Pray, Love…now that’s not what I’m talking about when I talk about good writing.” I had just read Eat, […]
My friend Zoe
I was going to write a post about the bike trip that I took a few weeks ago. But I realized it was going to be mostly about Zoe. It’s one of my favorite stories to tell–how I met Zoe. I sat down at a picnic table at Julia Pfeiffer Burns State Park in California. […]
Anne Foster 