Travels. Books. Explorations.
I’m moving again. This does not come as a surprise to my parents, friends, or old colleagues whose first question when we catch up is always “and where are you living these days?” But I am not sure I have the classic disease Wanderlust. Despite what my grandmothers think, I can stay in the same …
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I had a writing professor in college once asked my class if we wrote because the world had something to tell us or because we had something to tell the world. That day in class, I stared long and hard at the blank piece of notebook paper I was supposed to be answering this prompt …
The Winter Olympics have opened in Sochi, Russia (probably not a newsflash for most of you) and like many across the world, I am watching the festivities and events when I can. As a sports fan, there are a lot of events I enjoy following whether it’s the summer or winter games. However, perhaps my …
"Where were you traveling?" The U.S. immigration official in the Atlanta Airport didn't even look up as he nonchalantly flipped through my passport and asked the question in the bored yet professional manner I was used to at border crossings. "Peru and Colombia," I responded. shifting my backpack full of dirty clothes and souvenirs from …
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I came to the conclusion while on my recent trip to Peru and Colombia that I am very lucky. Not only because I get the chance to travel so often but because I am, in many ways built for traveling. How, you might ask? Here are five things I don’t have to worry about while …
Why do I enjoy travel writing so much? In short, because it involves two of my favorite things in the world: traveling and writing. (You're welcome for that deep insight for the day.) This last year I have been doing a lot of writing and less traveling. Late nights typing away, afternoons editing, mornings brainstorming …
Why did I go to Colombia? Good question, one I certainly got in many forms both before I left (usually accompanied by a frightened stare that I would head to those dangerous jungles) and when I returned (usually accompanied by shocked expressions that I somehow escaped drug runners). Of course, there was a variety of …
Floppy straw hats, beach gear, and sunburns waiting to happen. Must mean vacation time for warmth-seeking tourists. And even if you are wrapped in scarves, nursing tall cups of overpriced coffee, and longing for a little beach time of your own, I would like to wish you a happy World Tourism Day! Which perhaps doesn’t …
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