The engine shudders and is silent. Outside the vehicle, jewelry adorned limbs jostle for position. A nimble hand slides my window open and forearm displaying almost a dozen colorful, beaded Maasai bracelets is thrust across my lap. ‘Miss! Miss! What is your name?’ ‘Jina langu ni Malee,’ I say. I ask the woman’s name in … Continued
Discovering Freedom in the USA 6:05 a.m. – groan and wake up 6:10 a.m. – have coffee, one cup 7:00 a.m. – sigh and start work 12:00 p.m. – go completely berserk 5:30 p.m. – stuck in rush hour 7:00 p.m. – frozen dinner, devoured 7:30 p.m. – have travel day-dreams 9:30 p.m. – concoct … Continued
Afire By Nicole Mara T. Cruz Different things come to mind when people hear the word ‘Freedom’. It could mean independence, an escape route or making decision. The definition varies and changes for each individual and one of my definitions of freedom is a place where you feel that fire in you spark. It is … Continued
Jostling in my seat like a rag doll as the bus navigates gaping holes in the road seemingly large enough to swallow us whole, I question why I have chosen this journey. I love traveling because it always opens up new horizons to worlds previously unimagined and brings out a sense of wonderment; but it … Continued
Home is where the heart is. That’s what I’ve always been told. Get away from here there’s nothing for you. Go places see new things. But just remember one thing. Home is where the heart is. A place I would like to go. Is where the waters are pure blue. An the grass is green … Continued
The babies are asleep, and all of us are rocked in the huge cradle with them; back and forth we sway. On an unexpected jolt I catch the eye of the old lady who got on at Shkodra and we smile at each other. My friend who joined us at Clapham Junction has caught the … Continued
Freedom At The 22nd Level As I open the door of the car, my nostrils are bombarded with the incessant stench of garbage and urine. The parking lot is filled with random people; vagabonds who live here, with their never-ending arguments about everything from politics to football; trader women who provide the vagabonds with local … Continued
Wilderness has long been a source of intrinsic romantic notion with all generations of man, perhaps because the word itself stems from the word “wild.” Uncultivated, uncontrolled, unrestrained wilderness beckons to many of us that seek to peel away the layers of cultivation, punctuality, and boundaries that modern life has imposed. Travelling is similarly intertwined, … Continued
The place I feel most free may not sound free’: it’s dark, small, and I do a lot of sleeping there. No, it’s not a room under the stairs, a storage closet, or a woodshed. My place of ultimate freedom beat the lonely waves of the Pacific Ocean, the expansive sand dunes in the Gobi … Continued
I would love to see the sun rise and set while I stand on the top tower of the great walls of China and then I would eat the delicious looking Chinese noodles I see on TV before I go to bed or I could go mountain climbing in Himalaya, China on Mount Everest where … Continued