Hi! I’m Amelia: nomad, journalist, occasional bigfoot stalker.
After more than a decade working as a newspaper reporter — for the Minneapolis Star Tribune, the Detroit News, the Boston Globe — I decided to go independent, leaving my job, my home and selling everything except what could fit into a backpack in order to travel full-time.
Read more: follow my itinerary to see where I’ve been
Since 2018, I have spent my time primarily in Central America, where I’ve written a lot about what it’s like to be a solo female nomad, as well as stories about gang neighborhoods, rural poverty, and U.S. impact both now and throughout history.
Read more: Entrenched in past scars, ex-gang members lack almost every ingredient for hope; they’re baking anyway.
I’m also in the process of producing the first episode (from El Salvador) of an original docu-series about U.S. imperialism, and the marks it has left — along with a broader portrait of place, culture and food in each country.
This project is being financed entirely through crowd funding. (Thank you everyone for all of your support!)
You can sponsor the project here, and receive a credit in the final production.
Thanks to Coronavirus, I’m currently grounded in Los Angeles, where I’m working on a project about how Skid Row, the city’s biggest homeless population, is being affected by the global pandemic.
(I hope to return to Central America soon.)
I also make short videos of, shall we say, lighter topics, such as eating my way through various cities.
If you’re interested in what I’m doing, you can support me by signing up for a Patreon subscription via the “support” tab in the main menu of this site or through this link.
Want to give me a lift without the commitment?
You can also buy me a beer.
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And don’t forget, you can keep up with my adventure even more directly via my Instagram page, where I post all kind of up-to-the-minute updates and share stories on everything from cooking with scraps to that time I fell in sewage-infused sink mud.
Hope to see you all there!