Beautiful Maine

07 - 28 - 17 My boyfriend and I road tripped through New England. We took my Chevy Sonic north, hitting Philly, Providence, Boston, Hartford, and we didn't stop till we hit Portland, Maine. Out of all the places we went on this trip, my favorite was Portland. It was the most enjoyable experience - camping out the back of my car, mac and cheese for breakfast, lobster rolls for lunch,  holy donuts, and amazing thrift shops on every corner. Portland had a little bit of everything, which I…


An Afternoon in St. Louis

Since I was four or five, I had not stepped foot inside the state I was born. Virtually, I knew nothing of the place my parents met in, fell in love. A lot of my dad’s side of the family lives in Illinois – and if it weren’t for their family reunion, I wouldn’t have seen the arch, the city, or the deserted streets of St. Louis, MO. I visited the city on a whim. It hadn’t been in any original plans, but having already said goodbye to family and with some extra time on our hands, my sister…


A First Timer's Visit to Nashville

I admit, rolling into Nashville, I didn’t expect what I found. In my head, I always pictured the most country of towns. I pictured it small, zero art but plenty of bars. To my surprise, it was much more than that. The drive into the city was beautiful – mountains and hills – and we (my sister and I) hit up the Parthenon first. Again, I expected not much. I expected a little monument, a little park. I never would’ve guessed how expansive it actually was. Walking up the…


Small County Exploration // pt. 2

Mobile Welcome back to the second week of my small county explorations. If you didn’t read last week’s post, you can do so here. After spending the majority of my time in Mobile last week, I thought it would be…


Small County Exploration // pt. 1

This past week marks the first week back in my hometown after two years of living in Orlando, FL. It’s weird to be back in Baldwin County, an area encompassing Spanish Fort, Fairhope, Daphne, and Mobile, Alabama – places I frequented for ten years of my youth. After living in Orlando and watching construction constantly changing the landscape, it was strange to come back to the area and see it virtually the same. If anything, instead of adding new shops, my local mall has lost…


A Rainy Day In Miami

Around midnight on June 6th, my friends and I set off on a mini road trip to Miami. It was the only place in Florida with an OK forecast, and so that’s where we went. Turned out, however, the Weather App failed us.…


Travel Entry #4 - Standing at the Edge of a Wonder

There's nothing more breathtaking than standing at the edge of the Grand Canyon during a foggy snow. 🌄 A post shared by Jinapher J. Hoffman (@thejinapher) on May 28, 2017 at 4:07pm PDT In Spring of 2017, my friends and I embarked on a cross country road trip — Florida to California — and our last stop was the Grand Canyon.   Around 3 or 4 in the morning, our mini van rolled at 5 mph on black ice and in the dark, hazy snow past the Grand Canyon’s…


Travel Entry #3 - Snorkeling with the Devil at Devil's Den

Whilst living in Orlando, FL, I have been able to visit surrounding beauties, such as Deland, Daytona, St. Augustine – and as of April, Devil’s Den. My friends and I drove out to Williston, FL to visit the notorious Devil Den Spring.     If you don’t know, the spring is actually a…


Travel Entry #2 - Drinking Rock Water

  We huddled around the puddle.   It was sunny, desert rays reddening my cheeks and exposing my freckles. It didn’t matter that it was December, Joshua Tree still blazed with heat by midday. The rock formations and mountains, despite their exhausting and incredibly dangerous climbs, offered a soul-quenching breeze that lifted the hairs on my neck and dried the sweat beneath my flannel.   I’d traveled across country, Florida to California, with a group of friends. Two of them,…


Travel Entry #1 - Finding Myself in the Rising Moon

The journey from the sunshine state across the country sparked a pre-loaded bomb: one week with little to no cell signal among the Joshua Tree desert. Locked and loaded was the relationship cannon, ready to plow its way into my gut. A year and a few months I’d given the man, but he had little trust in me. His manipulation was an ocean, and I was struggling within a small air pocket. Soon, the pocket would burst, the water would enter my lungs, and –   I was rebirthed.   I stood with…