Southeast Asia had always been on our list. Early on after meeting we decided to book tickets and leave our lives in New York for a couple months. The only plan was to take each day as it came and keep moving.Continue Reading
Its 2:55 A.M. I’ve been traveling for 21 hours and it’s hot. I’m standing in front of a glass panel like that of a bank teller or county fair ticket stand. Behind it, a man is asking for $200 US (twice the amount he should) for my travel visa into Tanzania. I’m mind numb and already worried about malaria. Especially here; the airport. I’ll be in Africa for 60 days, the visa, good for 90. I contest his price point and he sends me to the single-file line traffic control officer in charge. He sends me back. 100$ US. I don’t even care.Continue Reading
On a mildly warm evening in early October, we were ordering craft beer, seated on a patio in Portland, Oregon. The waiter asked for our I.D.s. There were six of us. After reading Florida, New York and Missouri licenses, he gave us a skeptical look. No, they were not fake. Five months earlier, we were strangers. We were each on a journey back to our respective states from a magical place that had brought us together. On this day, though, we were companions and best friends, each in love with wandering and spending time with free-spirited people, enjoying the final meal we would spend together.
Travelling back in time that i could not imagine existed so close to home. – it's one of the greatest experiences not to be missed in your life. The first few hours, everything surprises you. Everything is so different, but it's real. Welcome to Marrakech!Continue Reading
Day 1, August 13: We hopped onto the last bus to Manali, which is a 14hr ride from Delhi. During this season, roads become very susceptible to landslides, and our bus was unable to go ahead due to a major landslide 8Kms from Mandi. Leaving the bus at Mandi, we decided to walk.Continue Reading
It’s 11:55 pm on December 31, 2013 but yet there’s still some daylight reflecting off the ocean. On the horizon I see the sprays of a humpback whale pod. I’m sitting on the stern of a ship that’s about 2,000 miles from the South Pole, champagne bottle in hand, about to toast in 2014. Usually New Year’s Eve is a forgettable holiday for me, but this year, as the clock strikes midnight somewhere in the Drakes passage between Antarctica and Argentina, I reflect back with a different perspective.Continue Reading
Coming to Oslo from a small town to start college was overwhelming at age 17. So many people, buildings, roads, different smells and noises that was both exciting and challenging. For 10 years I have been living in this wonderful melting pot and it's something I haven't once regretted.Continue Reading