Halfway Home


1. I basically threw a tantrum and demanded that we take a route through San Francisco instead of around it.

2. Due to traffic, we drove through at a moderate 35mph, right through the city to get to the Golden Gate Bridge.

3. Do I get to say that I’ve been to San Francisco or is this the same as being in the airport in Chicago because of a layover?

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The Colored Girl Connection

Of all the fears and doubts I have about moving to a new place, one of the biggest and most overwhelming is more than a little shallow. It was my biggest stressor about moving to Spokane for school and even made me reconsider Boston as an option. As a black woman I have to research if there will be a place for me to get my hair done.

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The Way Station

Photo by Stephen Scahfer
Photo by Stephen Scahfer

1. We live in a Motel 6 in Ventura, California, which is a little over an hour north of Los Angeles.
2. The building sits on the edge of Ventura and the neighboring town of Oxnard.
3. Across the street is a gym. This seemed like kismet, especially when a day after my brother left, there was a special which waived the joining fee.
4. The Ventura Community Park has a 1.25. mile track that my brother and I discovered one day by accident. We ran, him way a head of me, every other day while he was here. Now I run alone (limp, walk/shuffle). Continue reading

California, Don’t Break My Heart — A Photo Album

My friend, Sandy, who I met in Spokane, Washington while we were both in graduate school, invited TJ and I to an impromptu camping trip in Leo Carillo State Park, in Malibu California. We took highway 1, a scenic route along the coast, to the campsite which was directly across from the ocean nestled in a valley between two mountains. The timing could not have been better: TJ never gets time off, but he had two full days, and the night before Sandy texted me, we’d had an argument that felt like the end of the world. It was good to get out of our comfort zones, to look and find beauty all around us, and enjoy being in good company.

You could lose your heart another way or you could leave it behind you in California.

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Prince & Patrice Do Hollywood

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  1. The only request Jumaane had for this trip was to visit LA.
  2. The weather would be the best on this day than any other day while Jumaane was in town.
  3. Monet thought she could type in things like “Hollywood Walk of Fame” & “Chinatown” & “Hollywood Sign” into her iPhone’s Maps app.
  4. They drove in circles.
  5. Monet had her first cronut.
  6. California is not a place for timid drivers.
  7. Monet is not timid driver. Continue reading

The Passenger — To the West

My one and only brother is a recent graduate of UNC Greensboro, and like many college graduates, he iscurrently jobless. I invited him on this trip with me, because he’s one of the few people in the world that can spend long periods of time with me — a real talent. I asked him to introduce himself to the Monet to the Shore crew. He writes: “My name is Jumaane, pronounced somewhat like the movie, Jumanji, and I will be going out West with Monet. I’ve always had a strong interest in California, and could see myself living there in my head. This is the same head that thinks that it never rains in Southern California, and that the surf is always bound to be up…
And that’s part of the reason why it’s so important for me to travel. There’s an entire area of these United States of America that I’ve yet to see, and I want to see these places as they really are, not as I think they might be. While I am 16 going on 22, it’s imperative that I have some life mileage. So on with Monet, her faithful car Cali, and me. Surf’s up.”

Well said, Broseph. Eyes on the horizon.Image