Ever since I was a small girl, I had always traveled. Of course as a child it was not by choice but by destiny. I just so happened to have two young parents who loved to see the world and … Continue reading
There are few places in the world that stir up such longings and true joy of Mother Nature than Patagonia…. We arrived at the insanely beautiful Torres del Paine National Park around 5:30 PM, completely blown away by its unforgettable … Continue reading
Day 3 hiking the Inca trail was the longest and more tiring day of all. From our campsite at Pacamayo we hiked an hour up to the fantastic ruins of Runkuracay, a lovely sample of what was to come. After stopping … Continue reading
I’d always wanted to go to Iceland. As a travel wonderer at heart, Iceland was one of those mystical places that highly appealed to me. It seemed to have it all: Incredible nature, explosive landscape (consisting of some of the … Continue reading
It has been eighteen years since I lived in Paris. Eighteen entire years. For me, Paris was a turning point in my life. I was young, free, educated and ready to explore the world. In 1993, shortly after the new … Continue reading
It’s been a long, exhausting, unrelenting week. Our harsh, brutal winter has continued to hang around, bringing bouts of cold wind, rain, and even a few miscellaneous snowflakes. The barren trees have yet to bloom. Yet there are signs of … Continue reading
About two weeks before my departure to Morocco I received the long-awaited email answering the great unknown: My volunteer placement for my program in Rabat. Before signing on with Cross-Cultural Solutions (CCS), I knew the deal. Volunteers would not find … Continue reading
After my experience in the Rabat medina, I was utterly exhausted yet for some reason, I kept on going like the Energizer Bunny. I couldn’t stop. I was mesmerized by what I’d seen and the Casbah was only a short … Continue reading
The flight to Rabat was uneventful except for all the crying babies who kept me awake. I was really looking forward to sleeping the entire way yet it wasn’t in the cards. As we made our approach, I looked out … Continue reading
The flight to Paris was uneventful. I was jam packed like a sardine in a tin can yet somehow I was able to relax and manage to get a couple hours of sleep (thanks to my over the counter sleeping … Continue reading
After leaving El Chalten, we boarded the sole bus headed back down Ruta 40 to El Calafate. This time, I wasn’t shocked by the barrenness of the land, the no man’s land of guachos, guancos, condors and pumas. I was … Continue reading
The small alarm clock beeped incessantly for at least a minute until I turned it off, groggy and cold. It was already past seven o’clock and I was surprised that I slept “in” so long. To my dismay, there was … Continue reading
