At the company meetup in San Diego, a group of us got to go skydiving. It’s not something I’ve ever really thought about doing, but I figured as long as the offer was on the table, I might as well go.  Continue reading “Skydiving!”

San Diego

Every year, Automattic has a company-wide meetup. We work on projects, give talks on topics that interest us, take workshops, and most of all hang out with each other in person. This past September, the meetup was in San Diego. I’d only been to California once before – to LA for a long weekend. We stayed at the Catamaran Resort right on the beach. It was gorgeous weather the entire time.  Continue reading “San Diego”


One day during our week in Amsterdam, we all took a day trip to nearby Apeldoorn. This is the hometown of one of my coworkers, Karim, and at the time, he still lived there. Continue reading “Apeldoorn”


Last July, my team at work had a week-long meetup in Amsterdam. We stayed in a place called the Monk Apartments, which was just on the edge of the red light district – a bit awkward with your coworkers. Continue reading “Amsterdam”

The Sahara

We pulled up to a fancy hotel that was under construction. M handed each of us a liter of bottled water, then led us through the building to a courtyard by a plunge pool, ringed with blue-and-white-striped tents over chaise lounges, and behind it was the full-out freaking Sahara, its big bright orange dunes cutting up into the sky. Continue reading “The Sahara”

Marrakesh to Merzouga

The next morning, R and I were in the dark lobby at 6:00am. So were two pretty young women, who introduced themselves to us as D and V, nurses from Dublin. As some dudes led the four of us across the deserted early morning Djemma el-Fna, D and V told us that they’d been in Morocco for several days now, were finding it exceedingly expensive and were surprised it was so cold.

“We only brought T-shirts,” said V. “I bought this fleece from a vendor, and ooh, he saw me coming. Paid more than I ever would at home. Look, we got these henna tattoos, too. $25! Got taken. Horrible, aren’t they?”  Continue reading “Marrakesh to Merzouga”

From New York to London to Fez

I was at a goodbye brunch with friends when R called, having just realized that our flight from London to Fez, which we thought was a day after we arrived in London, in fact departed the same afternoon we arrived, meaning we would spend the day crossing from Heathrow to Stanstead, and arrive in Fez that night after a full two days of travel. Continue reading “From New York to London to Fez”

LA v. NY

I recently visited LA for the first time ever.  I visited a friend over the Columbus Day weekend, and, while apparently three weeks to a month is plenty of time for me to make sweeping, authoritative observations about entire countries, I don’t feel like five days qualifies me to say anything about LA.  So, I’ll just compare it to New York, because traditionally NYers and LAers pretty much define their cities in opposition to each other. Continue reading “LA v. NY”