Amsterdam

  • Romance, Love, and a Creep with a Camera

    Admittedly, I’m such a creep when I travel. Since falling in love with Robert Doisneau’s 1950 “Le Baiser De L’Hotel De Ville” in the mid-90’s, I’ve become slightly obsessed with photographing romance and unsuspecting kissing couples. I found these lovers in Amsterdam and Paris while on Passport Required’s April Trip....
  • Maybe I’ll Go. Maybe I’ll Stay: A French Road Trip

    Our first night, we found ourselves so deep in conversation in a stranger’s living room in St. Tropez that we forgot to listen to J. Cole rap, “Roll up and smoke my sins away /
I’d like to go to St. Tropez / Maybe I’ll go, maybe I’ll stay
/ Maybe...
  • Untarnished, Fleeting Moments. Wow!

    The thing I find about being an adult, and being a traveler (the way i travel) is that every moment I’ll experience, and every emotion that creeps up behind those moments will soon be leaving. Can you recall that moment in life, childhood perhaps, when everything inside and out...
  • Saving Black Boys, Fixing White Girls, Partying, and King’s Day

    I’m sitting in the hostel lobby, knowing if I had a bigger, thicker coat, I’d hit the streets and walk until a stranger gave me a ride back. But it’s fucking cold, and I’ve had too much food over the last few days, and too many milk products today...
  • Still Gonna Go.

    Sunday November 2, I got no sleep, ran to Victoria Station at 3am to hop a bus to London Stansted to catch a flight to Marrakech. The only problem is the bus driver never showed up, so every bus after was overpacked. I was 5 minutes late to the...