Once introduced as a hippie journalist who believes a dance party can solve any problem. Reporting from Pakistan, Mississippi, Arkansas and Standing Rock. Mostly at VICE. Feminist. Travel notes & photography from Iceland, Mexico, Italy & around. Sometimes talking about music & stuff that would interest Gen-X -cusp- millennials.

Beantown Ramblings: the little dude

This is the real reason I went to Boston.

Meet Elliot.  He's 19 months old, the son of the friend I've held longest, Laura, and her kind, quirky partner, Nate. Elliot is always super-smiley because he's being raised vegetarian-hearty, in a house full of cats and sun and music and love. He's bilingual, thanks to his Dominican daycare teachers. Once when Nate and I were walking down Center Street with Elliot on Nate's shoulders, Nate said, "I'm going to duck into this hardware store." That set Elliot off -- "Quack-quack, quack-quack!" he shouted. Clever little dude, yeah?

Love this sweet family. Spending a week with them puts everything in perspective for me.