After a month in San Miguel de Allende, Mexico, I returned to a snowstorm in Minneapolis. I hopped on an earlier flight from Atlanta so as not to arrive (or not arrive) into the ice-slush with which Minneapolis was welcoming me home. The trip home from an adventure is always a great time to reflect on my travels and life in general. I thought a lot about being in Mexico and how nice it was not to care what I was wearing, what stuff I had in my house, who I should try to get together with, etc.…I didn’t want to forget that feeling and lose the appreciation for the simplicity of life that I felt during my month of living in San Miguel.MORE »