Last weekend, I competed in the mixed pairs division of a rookie crossfit competition with my climbing (and crossfit) friend Jorge, whose name I originally thought was "Hor-hay" but turns out that most of his friends call him "George" (pronounced... Continue Reading →
It's incredibly easy to avoid trees when skiing in the mountains outside of Santiago, because there aren't any. As someone who grew up zig-zagging through snowy pine trees on the east coast of the US and has since graduated to... Continue Reading →
Back in January I wrote a post about my goals for the year, so I thought it might be fun to take a look and see how things stand now that the year is halfway over. Well, slightly over halfway... Continue Reading →
In a strange twist of fate, the one person who is mostly likely to leave a party awkwardly early in order to go to bed (a.k.a. me) was tasked with staying up all night at the observatory to help with... Continue Reading →
This past Monday was a holiday in Chile thanks to some random Catholic saints, so obviously I wanted to go climbing. Nevermind that I had also gone climbing the day before, or that it was raining all morning, or that... Continue Reading →
I spent my last week in the US in the grand old state of Delaware, in my hometown of Lewes where my dad still lives in the same house I grew up in. The claim to fame for this used-to-be-tiny-but-is-now-annoyingly-touristy... Continue Reading →
Margaux Rhymes with Fargo 