A spirit lives in Indonesia. It traverses the bright streets of Jogjakarta and dances with the flames of Bali. It is felt in the rice fields, the temples, and the trees. Yet it is arcane and only those consumed by it will know its name.
It’s not just college girls carrying glossy heart banners or Katniss braid sporting 14 year olds holding blown-up photos of Josh Hutcherson showing off his Peeta muscles. When it comes to seeing Hollywood movie stars in the flesh, there is no such thing as age limit.
Because walking is learning.
I am writing from Etobicoke, a municipality of a few skyscrapers west of Downtown Toronto. I’ve been officially staying in Canada for over 2 months now, exploring most of Ontario’s suburban areas and the province of Quebec with the help of kind hearts whose names need not be mentioned. I’ve been couchsurfing without a permanent address. Sometimes, …
A little write-up about watching my first professional WTA match.
You may think that at this point in time, I’d be gallivanting in Southeast Asia or lying in a wooden cot and waking up to hundreds of gnarly insect bites in the mountains of Thailand. Well, that was the initial plan. I wanted to get away, head West, and disappear – literally. But I guess, God had …
All about traveling expenses in Sri Lanka
A reflection on the advantages and disadvantages of traveling with modern technology.
A collection of meaningful photos from past travels: May 7, 2014
A celebration of diversity, solidarity and LIFE
My memorable shot of the UNESCO World Heritage Site
A land like no other.
As a backpacker, should you avoid big cities?