Do yourself a favor and buy that damn plane ticket already.
“Travel is never a matter of money but of courage. I spent a large part of my youth traveling the world as a hippie. And what money did I have then? None. I barely had enough to pay for my fare. But … Continue reading
Melbourne. Part one.
Press play and repeat. Australia turns into liquid and runs through my hands. I’m leaving Melbourne and in five sleeps I’ll be on a plane to Kathmandu. As with all goodbyes and transitions, there’s a distinct flavor of bittersweetness. … Continue reading
The Golden Land: Burma
Press play “I have lots of things to teach you now, in case we ever meet, concerning the message that was transmitted to me under a pine tree in North Carolina on a cold winter moonlit night. It said that … Continue reading
The Birth of a New Year: Laos
Play me first Our wandering Cambodian family has separated and everyone’s going off on their own paths again, pulled by different cities, islands, and towns in different counties. The end of another era. I ride a bus back from Sihanoukville … Continue reading
Following Light Beams
“One fine day, it will be your turn. You will leave homes, cities and countries to pursue grander ambitions. You will leave friends, lovers and possibilities for the chance to roam the world and make deeper connections. You will defy … Continue reading
Explore The Elements
I’m excited to announce that I have been nominated by world-renowned travel photographer, Elia Locardi to participate in a photography blogging contest that he’ll be judging on called Explore The Elements. Click here to read his post. “Welcome to the Thomas Cook … Continue reading
Red Earth: Cambodia Part Two
Press play. Coincidences. One of the most important things I have ever learned in my life, is that there is no such thing. I believe that things happen and people come into our lives, for whatever reason no matter how … Continue reading
Hariharalaya
Play. Frieda was here two years ago. She was the first one of a bunch who told me about this place and said I would fall in love with it. And when someone you love and adore tells you to go somewhere … Continue reading
Fragments
Play me first. I’ve written this from many different places, fragments of time that is now memories embedded into words. As I write this sentence I’m in a Cambodian island called Koh Rong. It is Christmas day and I’m sitting … Continue reading
Flowing in Indonesia
Press play first. One week, two islands, and eleven kindred spirits. Here’s a glimpse of our journey. Top photo by Noelle Hilario Here’s to the sun chasers. Barefoot, salty haired, driven by the tides of the ocean and sand grains. … Continue reading
Bali, Island of the Gods: Part One
As I write this I am sitting on a cafe balcony hovering over the shores of Bingin Beach in Bali, watching bodies float up and down with the currents, watching shadows riding the waves as the sunlight cracks the … Continue reading
