Let it be said, first of all – that I am a 7th generation Washingtonian. That’s right. As rare as it is, seven generations of my family, including me, were born in Washington, D.C. I sort of ruined it by having my son in another state, but I digress… Anyway, I left in 2009 and…
allons-y.
At any rate, at some point, I decided that I would travel the country–and eventually, the world–to eat, drink, and do yoga. It’ll get more complicated than that, but that’s a start…
Eat. Drink. Yoga. 