dreams, demands, dharamsala: notes on when a place has purpose.
Now I can say there was that time in Dharamsala, when a people cut off from their country and their families marched for two hours in protest, demanding action, dreaming of home.
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Mar 14
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meet my travel memoir: the only courage.
One month ago, I was overwhelmed with everything I didn’t have in place with my book; now, I am leaving Goa not just with a completed book proposal, but also with a clear sense of direction.
conversations with micaela: introducing a new blog series.
Every now and then you meet someone whose friendship not only proves the test of time, but of distance, too. Today I want you to meet Micaela, one such friend whose questions before her first solo trip inspired this new blog series.
#InspireTravel: notes on travel, inspiration and a little competition.
Just like air blowing into a hot air balloon, maybe inspiration’s the thing that takes a deflated mess of fabric – no matter how colorful or pretty – and fills it with life, into something that’s actually going somewhere.
on pancakes and poetry.
In my mind, this trip to Åre was closing out a chapter—and to find it ending in the same country where it began nearly four years ago, with the same exact meal, was a fitting kind of symmetry to the literary geek in me.
the next best thing to copenhagen.
It’s been over a year and a half since I first walked the streets of Denmark’s capital city, so when I got an invitation last week for a bloggers’ meet-up hosted by VisitCopenhagen, it only took two seconds to reply.
when decisions meet disaster.
Is it an accident these things happen so close to a big life decision? It’s almost as if the universe finds out and decides to organize a little experiment: to see if we go running at the first sign of disaster.
the adventurists on adventure: mr. tom at the TNT travel show.
Tom (or Mr. Tom, as he’s often referred to) wastes no time in getting started: “Adventure involves ignoring safety advice, going somewhere you know nothing about, and getting lost.”
photo friday: finding nature in our finnish fairytale.
As fearful as I was about the unknowns awaiting us in London, I walked away from their fairytale cottage feeling ever so slightly reassured we would make it–nature has a way of doing that sometimes, doesn’t it?
my next book: warming up for the writing.
It’s that time again. No, not time to renew my driver’s license or start spring cleaning [although it probably wouldn’t hurt]…It’s time to start my next book.
