Sometimes you're shoved into inspiration by tragedy. The news of Bourdain’s tragic demise made my heart sink. What a reminder; even the most resilient, empathetic and outwardly strong as hell can feel something so different. I felt like I knew him well. I watched every episode of No Reservations religiously & Parts Unknown was like my little black travel book. Always awed by simplicity, with deep rallying admiration for the underdog, preferred the road less traveled and like any wise man, let locals lead his way — my travel hero. His infectious curiosity, next level empathy and determination to learn how-to best advocate & support woman’s rights amidst the Weinstein rape case, which his girlfriend was a victim of, made my feminist heart radiate with pride and respect even more. My unblood, snarky godfather with more wit and character than a rustic charcuterie in a Marseillan bazaar. You will be sorely f*cking missed.
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