A visual look at Puerto Rico through Old San Juan and Condado, capturing color, everyday moments, and a slower way to experience the island

In Martha’s Vineyard, I spent my time on beaches, ambling around Oak Bluffs, eating whatever I could find, vibing around the Edgartown Harbor Lighthouse, and admiring the view at the Aquinnah Cliffs Overlook. This photo journal captures all those moments and more that defined my beautiful reset in Martha’s Vineyard.

I took some of my favorite and best photos in Marrakech just walking. I would leave my riad on the way somewhere or nowhere in particular and just walk. This photo journal is a collection of some of those moments I captured.

Essaouira was the most beautiful pause and midpoint on my trip to Morocco. After three hectic and intense days in Marrakech, I wanted a day to slow down before continuing with the rest of my trip, and what better place to do that than a surreal coastal town? This photo journal captures Morocco’s Atlantic coast, from the famous blue boats in the port to the charming and picturesque inside of the medina.

There’s a bigness about Seattle—the mountains, the space needle, the evergreens, the Fremont troll. Whenever I travel to places like this, I’m reminded that I’m a small person in a big world, and while for some people that means insignificance, for me, it simply means there’s more to life than just me. It’s an invitation to be curious about what I don’t know, including parts of myself.

Backdropped by volcanos and sitting almost directly atop tectonic plates, Antigua is compassed and enchanting where everything you see feels like picture inside of picture inside of picture. No more than a simple overlay of grids, this colonial town is easy to navigate and charming enough to be drawn into exploring every nook and cranny. More than anything, I found myself in awe at the natural beauty of Guatemalan people and amazed at reclamation after disaster.

Every time I’ve visited an island, I’m always overwhelmingly enthralled with the existence of color from the architecture to the food to the people. It is incredibly hard for me to strike a balance between being in the moment and wanting to capture everything as a photographer so that I don’t forget what my eyes saw and my heart felt. At least for a couple of hours, I walked and took in the beauty of this foreign land. Here is what I saw.

Miami is an ideal vacation for escapism without having to leave the country. The combination of bold colors, warm sun, and being by the water is truly undefeated.

For a week, I walked around absorbing as much of this kind of energy as I could, hoping to bottle a bit of it to return to Virginia with me. I look at the photos I captured and they feel like a whispered memory from an old friend, vibrant and alive, yet just out of reach until next time.

Jamaica is a breathtaking country, and while there, I learned so much about the culture including the flag's symbolism, the origins of jerk food, of which I had my fill, and of course I heard the music of the great Bob Marley.

It’s dynamic. It’s kaleidoscopic. It’s spirited. It’s San Juan La Laguna. From the time I stepped off the boat onto the dock, I could feel the vibration of the village. It appeared that more people were arriving than leaving, and that was both simultaneously a good indication that I would love it but that I also might have an itch to stay.

Stacks of fruit. Heaps of seaweed. Rustic furniture. Raw charm. Tulum is naturally beautiful in the way a place or thing doesn’t have to try hard to be anything but what it is. Being here urges you to acknowledge the balance between ancient and neo-bohemia. What you see is what you get. No more. No less. Take it or leave it.