We believe in getting to know people and places through commerce and design. Someone else's daily diet of lo-fi goods is simple to her yet sacred to us, and vice versa. Let's marvel at each other's mundane, because that shit is dope.
We believe in getting to know people and places through commerce and design. Someone else's daily diet of lo-fi goods is simple to her yet sacred to us, and vice versa. Let's marvel at each other's mundane, because that shit is dope.
Sometimes you have to work at relationships. Slowly. Bit by bit. Like peeling an artichoke, where you peel leaf by leaf till you get to the heart… my connecting with Romans took the same form. And sometimes the ones that are built over time are built to last.
In the driest place on earth my lips cracked and bled within 20 minutes of arriving. I ate dirt – figuratively and literally. Got knocked to the ground by wind and pushed forward until I managed to pull myself up
Mexico is magic. More than any other country, Mexico takes hold of me (my heart AND my belly). Mention Mexico and people often think of touristy resorts and beaches or drug cartels and violence. But it’s so much more than the stereotypes.
Low-down adventures and lo-fi travel are all about the wrong turns. You gotta get down and gritty, feel the heat radiating off the asphalt, the golden wheat on the palm of your hand. It’s a bit uncomfortable, a bit of work, a bit WTF – but that’s when you score.
Why do I always wanna head back to Brazil? ‘Cause so much magic happens despite each trip leavin’ me a bit broken.
