I hadn’t expected to feel anything. I thought I would write about how the water felt as it splashed over my head or the rounding of stones under my heels but I hadn’t expected to actually feel – in my soul. Made (pronounced Ma-Day) drove us to Tirta Empul, the water temple outside of…
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Gold Rush Dreams
Usually Sacramento is something I breeze through on my way to Tahoe. This day was different. This day we had a destination in mind. Sacramento, 1839. We were headed to Sutter’s Fort – New Helvetia – to learn about some gold rush history and what shaped California to be the state it is today. As…