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.
Songs That Inspired My Travel
Throughout my life, certain songs have inspired some of my travel decisions – lyrics that determined which road I should take or what travel ticket I should buy. Here’s a selection of a few that have stood out for me over the years:
Happy Birthday Dharma Mittra!
Dharma Mittra, legendary yoga teacher and the creator of the master Yoga Chart of 908 asanas, celebrates his seventy-seventh (!) birthday on Saturday. A living legend, Dharma Mittra has dedicated his life to yoga and been influential on my own practice ever since our first meeting five years ago. I still recall our first class…
Recovering Nomad – The Role of Routine
Anchored again to one location, Chelsea for now, I am starting to settle into the community and with it, develop a switch in mindset. Top of mind while traveling might have been scrambling to find a place to bunk down for the night, hunting down a restaurant that didn’t serve up a side dish of…
A few years ago I was in Leh, India, for a few months. When I received an invitation to a screening of Lady Ganga: Nilza’s Story, I watched the trailer and was drawn in at first by the scenery and the mountainside highway along which Nilza was traveling. Cut to a clinic, which was the same…
Arrival to Santiago
On August 27th, I arrived to the city of Santiago de Compostela, after 900 km and nearly 5 weeks of walking. While my intention was to blog and update on a frequent basis, technical challenges kept me from sharing my thoughts in a caliber matching their gravity. Internet connections were spotty, Vodafone España limited me…
Beginning the Camino de Santiago
I arrived today in St Jean Pied de Port, a few trains after a long night of wine tasting in Bordeaux. I met a man who had just purchased his vineyard in February and was sampling his very first vintage of Claret.
My ancestral homeland!
Today I found my ancestral homeland. I rented a car in Poitiers and as it turns out, the woman at the Hertz counter was somewhat of a historian. I started the drive to Ferme Acadienne, a place where some French who went to Canada returned and set up a refugee colony. There weren’t any Rangers…