Movies That Fueled My Wanderlust
Following a previous post about songs that inspired my travel adventures, I thought it would be a nice idea to share another list: I’ve prepared a selection of movies that have kindled my nomadic spirit.
Yesterday, I experienced the first negative energy day I’ve had in a long time. It started with this policeman stealing my motorcycle at Phong Nha-Ke Bang National Park.
Falling for Nepal
“Well-come” read the signs at Nepali restaurants, hotels and other attractions. It’s pronounced with equal accents on both syllables, and with a slight pause in between. It’s said less as a greeting, and more as a syncopated response where a Westerner would precede it with “you’re.” It’s hard not to hear it as two words…
Zigzag to the Ganges
The trip to Rishikesh from Srinegar was not a simple one. It involved a wooden Shakira or shikara, as they call them, then an auto rickshaw, and then an 8-hour taxi ride through the Himalayas with a driver who self-identified as — wait for it — Fuckery Zigzag. Okay, I think it was actually Fakira Zigzag,…
Holy Health in the Himalayas
How could someone not like a place called Leh, Ladakh, Jammu and Kashmir, India? That’s the full name of a single place, which should tell you something about its complicated history. I got a unique glimpse into this corner of the world when I joined a cardiac screening camp to check the cardiovascular health of…
My dogs are barking
There are different levels of seriousness on the Camino. Some think it’s: *how far you walk *how many times you’ve walked the Camino *whether you walk the trails or the highway *if you ever take transportation *if you walk every day or take any for rest
Tomorrow I go to France
In search of my ancestral homeland. Some interesting tidbits from http://rcranger.mysite.syr.edu/famhist/ranger.htm “In order to marry 13-year-old Anne Girardy, Hubert received permission from the governor Denonville, presumably because he was a soldier and possibly because he was a minor.”