by Jamie Cattanach | Jun 6, 2018 | Travel
Being in Montana is a little bit like being in love, at least in that you don’t sleep much. Or at least, I don’t. Light sleeper that I am, the sun pretty much dictates my waking hours — and up here, it’s out from 5:30 a.m. until well past 10 at...
by Jamie Cattanach | May 27, 2018 | Travel
Six days and two-thousand miles away from Asheville, hello from Bozeman, Montana. It has been a week. I’ve wandered from slow Missouri — whose truck drivers somehow unanimously think it’s okay to sit in the left lane and who, when they finally deign...
by Jamie Cattanach | May 17, 2018 | Travel
So I almost signed a lease in Asheville. I know. IÂ know. The summer of wanderlust! And westward journeying! And committing to no commitments! But then I arrived in this weird little town cradled on all sides by green, smoke-blown mountains. I summitted Mount Mitchell...
by Jamie Cattanach | May 1, 2018 | Travel
Today I write from a coffee shop in Asheville, populated by blue-haired sippers of both camps: dye and age. I was told to expect the east coast’s answer to Portland, and that’s exactly what this town feels like — with an extra dose of pick-up trucks...
by Jamie Cattanach | Apr 22, 2018 | Travel
Hello from a cabin in a small set of hills that calls itself the town of Trenton, about twenty minutes south of Chattanooga. After driving six hours through Bible belt backroads to see the Georgia Guidestones, I danced my way between Georgia, North Carolina and...
by Jamie Cattanach | Nov 26, 2017 | Travel
Three airplanes, two buses, one rental car, and forty-ish hours of travel have taken me from the cradle of civilization to the cradle of… zika. And oranges. And American culture, for better or for worse. Yes, I’m back in Florida — and yes, it’s...
