I didn’t want to leave this paradise. Sometimes it happens while traveling. When we feel comfortable, it’s hard to move on. “Comfort” in Asia isn’t something you come across every day, and whil e traveling you start to truly value the small things. In this case, I was in Koh Phangan, Thailand. A little hippie island where everyone comes to “heal,” practice yoga, and connect with themselves. I had found a wooden hut with a small balcony that opened to nature. It had a kitchen

A few days ago, I visited the temporary little home of a traveler friend. Sarah had come from Delhi to the mountains of Dharamshala,...

Look at the importance of the best of YOUR OWN VOICE coming from the outside, in the form of letters or images. For when, from within, we...

Alex is the breakfast cook at the hotel where I work some mornings.The first day I met her, she gave me a container of gnocchi with cream...