Category Archives: Travel

Desert Oblivion

Posted on June 16, 2015 by Oona Suzannah

In the summer of 1995 I was fourteen and had long purple hair. I listened almost exclusively to Jimi Hendrix, Tori Amos, and old dead classical composers.  I dressed like a  skater boy. I read for five to twelve hours … Continue reading →

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Bartlesville.

Posted on July 30, 2013 by Oona Suzannah

Humming trees line the sunburnt streets. They hum in waves, their song swelling, reaching a disorienting crescendo before ebbing back into soft silence: the music of insects. If there were a mascot for this city it would be an amorphous … Continue reading →

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Mood Indigo

Posted on July 6, 2013 by Oona Suzannah

I didn’t think the fog on the east coast would feel the same as the fog on the western one. Everything else has been so different: the land is flatter than the west and yet some places, like Vermont, encapsulate … Continue reading →

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Three months; a few lessons.

Posted on June 25, 2013 by Oona Suzannah

As we approach the three month anniversary of our departure, I have to keep pausing to think back on what I’ve accomplished so far. It’s sort of an exercise, a pumping-up of my Positive Thoughts brainmeats. Doing something as drastic … Continue reading →

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Mountain Time.

Posted on May 26, 2013 by Oona Suzannah

“They made us many promises, more than I can remember, but they never kept but one; they promised to take our land, and they took it.” -Dee Brown: Bury My Heart At Wounded Knee We have driven approximately 1379.29 miles … Continue reading →

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Go as you were.

Posted on May 6, 2013 by Oona Suzannah

For weeks now I have been trying to write about the zombie apocalypse of the Pacific Northwest. I have stopped and started, erased and rewritten time and time again. I can’t find the beginning of this piece and I think … Continue reading →

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Civilization.

Posted on April 27, 2013 by Oona Suzannah

“I pulled into the Cactus Tree Motel, to shower off the dust / and I slept on the strange pillows of my wanderlust” – Joni Mitchell (Amelia) I wish I could write about experiencing true isolation and self-reliance in the … Continue reading →

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Celestial downpour, and breakfast.

Posted on April 16, 2013 by Oona Suzannah

I have never been accosted by the rain as much as I have on this trip. I once loved rain. From the safety and comfort of familiar shelter I could curl up with a hot beverage and appreciate the percussive … Continue reading →

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The glass is half full of snow.

Posted on April 11, 2013 by Oona Suzannah

Perhaps there is nothing worse than an REI on a weekend. Every cliche of outdoor lifestyle is out in force. Discarded latte cups and lounging human North Face ads littered the aisles of the REI of Medford, OR. It was … Continue reading →

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Wish You Were Here

Posted on March 14, 2013 by Oona Suzannah

In preparation for this trip I have to turn my attention to the monumental amounts of what-was-once-important-and-is-now-inconsequential crap, and decide what will stay and what will go. It’s a surprisingly agonizing process. To keep or not keep every knick-knack given … Continue reading →

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