As the former Prime Minister of India named Jawaharlal Nehru said “We live in a wonderful world that is full of beauty, charm and adventure. There is no end to the adventures we can have if only we seek them with our eyes open. I don’t know how to describe the place because the word … Continued
“I lost? No freaking way!” A Mozambican man in a stained vest and cheap sunglasses, rolling a matchstick in his mouth, had invited himself to play a card game with me. He had lost the game we had played, and his pickled, uncoordinated mind had left him confused. I had been sat on my rucksack … Continued
There is No Such Thing Ever as Black or White As what the Chinese writer named Lin Yutang said, “No one realizes how beautiful it is to travel until he comes home and rests his head on his old, familiar pillow.” While I long to travel to a place that I could post to my … Continued
A man in a bubblegum-pink crushed velvet suit and matching top hat stood along side a woman dressed like a gypsy in layers of colorful silks and linens, joyously waving to Jim and me as we rolled slowly to the checkpoint that emerged from the afternoon dust. We stopped the truck and our brightly clad … Continued
I’m not sure if it’s safe, but it is only 500 yards from the compound to the post office, so I head out alone. Everyone on the compound shares a post office box and I have been put in charge of the key while the secretary is on maternity leave. I’ve been here, volunteering, a … Continued
Introduction Cotonou is the commercial –hub city of Benin Republic , a French speaking country in West Africa, south of the Atlantic. It is a cosmopolitan city with a sizeable number of residents as foreigners in the city. It has a well structured network of roads built up to international standards comparable to any modern roads … Continued
“Heathcliff, Heathcliff,” I whisper but the wind claims victory over my words. I raise my voice and am more than a little disappointed when there’s no reply. Mud-splattered stained cloth slapping round my ankles, I hitch up my petticoats and splodge on through the quaking bog. Heavy high-laced boots, the only sensible thing I’m wearing, … Continued
In July, the heat rolls off the streets in waves, bounding down the asphalt and nipping at the feet of vacationers in our tourist- trap central. Most come for the books; that lazy, dreamlike juncture one acquires in running their fingers over leather bound spines as gingerly as they might fondle a newborn, breathing in … Continued
NATURE FIX acquainted, survived, camping trip; seventeen in 69; high school; five crazed; a mass deed Frisbee flaps backpacks, footing sand; old beast’s rock dinosaur footing; flying discs; some caught what I knew; I was lost; where I was; feeling freed we found charm, passion play, bathing warmth; agreed fifteen years pass; never knew where … Continued
Today, I and Bejal Karia, my Indian friend who is now working as IT officer in London walked from Ben Thanh market to War Remnants Museum (located at 28 Vo Van Tan, District 3, Ho Chi Minh city). However, when we came, it was already closed for the lunch time. So, please keep in mind … Continued