It was my second trip to Argentina and my third trip to Patagonia. For some reason, I could not get enough. Patagonia is one of the most mystical, magical places in the world. Its remoteness (Patagonia is one of the most remote places on earth and literally at the end of the world), rugged…
When I booked my volunteer trip to Costa Rica I picked the week that coincided with my children’s school Spring breaks. I would be coming home the day before Easter and that would be give us enough time to have a nice meal Easter Sunday and hid some eggs for the kids. I had no…
I had slowly drifted off to a deep sleep, thanks to the cold medicine, and was out cold when I heard the gate buzz. It was pitch black in my spartanly furnished bunk room save the pale, low light shining in through the cracks of the open windows. It was so quiet that you could…
I woke up Sunday morning feeling well-rested but still like my head was a giant, overly inflated balloon. It wasn’t so much that I minded being so sick (yes it isn’t pleasant to feel like your head is going to explode but after ten days at home in bed trying to get rid of it…
It was finally nearing the end of Minnesota’s infamous brutally cold, never-ending winters. Winter has never been my cup of tea. It is two things: Too cold and too long. Sometimes winter can last almost six full months making it hard to believe that anyone would ever choose to live here. Yet, somehow, like other…
As our jet plane took off and climbed five thousand, ten thousand and then eighteen thousand feet, I realized in awe that only a few days ago I had been at almost the same altitude as the plane. It was a wild thought. Almost a little frightening. As I looked down, out the airplane windows,…
We woke early to darkness and silence. It was 6 am yet no other guests were up and there were no yaks grunting or bell-jingling of a passing mule train to break the silence. It was time to go to the airport and pray the planes were flying. It wasn’t that I didn’t like Jomson. …
At last, we made it to our final destination Thorung Phedi before the highlight of the trek: The infamous, intimidating Thorung-La Pass at 17,769 feet/5416m). Thorung Phedi is an extremely remote place with only two small “hotels”. There are no shops, no cafes, no trees….just barren, brown landscape. Little did I know it was the…
We left Pisang early in the morning after a breakfast of hot oatmeal and mint tea, and headed to Manang. There are two routes to Manang: The short (4 hours tops) and the long (7-8 hours). We chose the long one (after much pressure on my dad who would rather have done the easy one)…
About me I am a freelance journalist, blogger, social good advocate, and content editor at GLP Films, living in Minneapolis, Minnesota with my husband and two children. A world wanderer at heart, I have been fortunate to have visited over 45 countries and am still wandering. I began my blog in 2010 after a life-changing…