Embracing the Madness in Morocco by Andrea Duty Sometime between being caked with black soap and having my boobs scrubbed with what I can only assume was steel wool, I got the giggles. I should have clued in to the oddities to come within the hammam when I was handed a white paper thong … Continued
A curtain was pulled back and figures emerged from darkness in a shaft of light—a half dozen cloaked musicians with medieval instruments. They arranged themselves on rugs, the light faded out, and the sounds of reeds, drums and unfamiliar string instruments filled the dark confined space. It was surprising how these primitive devices … Continued
Learning, the hard way “Where are you right now?” his mother asked on the phone. The connection crackled. “In Tucupita,” he responded. “Ah, Tucupita.” – as if it was New York City or London. The young man grinned. His parents were from a small town in Germany and had never traveled much. The … Continued
Stepping out of the St. James Park railway station in the center of London, I cringe against the crisp evening air and tighten my coat while lively navigating the crowd of people to avoid being trampled. As I reach the top of Tothill Street, I glance down the street to where the Great West … Continued
As I stepped out of the car, I took a deep breath. It wasn’t the warm, sweet air of a traditional honeymoon in some exotic location. It was cool and clean and I was standing in moose poop. How romantic. I had always dreamed that my honeymoon would be spent lounging by the pool with … Continued
HUMBLE Twenty-odd years ago, on a weekend winter escape from grad school in Denver, a friend and I drove three hours south, then west up 96, climbing the soaring Hardscrabble Canyon, and, not long afterward, setting eyes for the first time on the Wet Mountain Valley, its great expanse not yet scathed by human intent. The small towns … Continued
With closed-eyes and an open mind, my mind takes me back to a time where strength and hopefulness overwhelmed me. The silk-like sand tickled my toes beneath me, the faint sounds of the waves crashing into the rocks and the birds singing beautiful melodies echoed, creating the most soothing music to my ears. I … Continued
Traveling to Live Every time I travel to a different place in the world, rather it is a domestic or an international travel it affects me in multiple ways. I went from a very shy, quiet, and fearful girl, to a very adventurous young woman. When I come back to my hometown I try to … Continued
Failaka Island, an island that was once busy and full of life, was deserted in 1991 after the Iraqi invasion of Kuwait. It is now rumoured to be haunted with the souls of the people that died in the war and they are forever stuck there haunting the island’s visitors. I decided to go to … Continued
A remote pond sits in the midst of mint green luscious tall trees, filled with little beautiful songbirds singing the sweetest of tunes and gingerly hopping from one intertwined tree to another. The pond, pregnant with cool, crystal clear water pouring out from a young spring in the creavases on the grey, old, burdened mountain, … Continued