Photography and Blog by: Erickson (9 minute read time) Continued from Part 1: https://writingerickson.org/2025/08/17/via-iter-verba-7-chicago-1-of-2/ Day Three: The Skyscraper Cruise Having a love for architecture, there was one activity I needed to do before I left the city. The famous architecture tour, where tourists and new locals alike are seated on a boat and cruise down... Continue Reading →
(Photographs and writing by: Erickson // 10-minute read time) Chicago has left a mark on me. A bustling and clean city boasts beautiful architecture around a dazzling river and up against a beautiful great lake. An enormous history of loss and triumph flows through Chicago like the beautiful river walk that locals and tourists can... Continue Reading →
I started completely living in a vehicle over six months ago. I had always had this dream of traveling the country in a van, of somehow "living off the land", being much more connected with nature itself through this act. I've really only lived in the city, the suburbs. I've craved this other worldliness. Seeing... Continue Reading →
By: EricksonI stripped my three bags to the wooden floor That had sat helter-skelter upon my back.They are packed to the brim. I have brought my efficiency to every corner of myself. I open the door to my Airbnb and quickly Lock the door behind me. No fear, no intruders, just Other things have been... Continue Reading →
When most people think of "Van Life", there are certain ideas that come to mind. That the lifestyle consists of adventure, consists of capturing beautiful images and videos of brand-new places, creating a freeing experience of life itself. What is my experience of Van Life? Well... My adventure is made up of texts that are... Continue Reading →
There exists a forcefield. An orb of energy that radiates a shiny brilliance like the outside of a perfect tangerine. And when you put on your shoes, when you look at a mirror that is normally your own, when you first see a loved one in the morning - at every instance, you tap dance... Continue Reading →
There are moments when you realize you are on the fringe of death. The most serious for me was probably when I was 18, and smoked something that was laced. I had laid there in bed, fading in and out of sleep, people telling me my face had looked yellow, and that I appeared as... Continue Reading →
Via Iter Verba- Entry #1: First day of Van Life I only exited my apartment this morning. Returned the keys – with a question burning on the tip of a parched tongue. I need to ask. Ask the attendant for what happens now. Ask the attendant for advice, for help. Yet, I walk away, because... Continue Reading →
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