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Seeking Refuge in the Tibetan Refugee Colony

Seeking Refuge in the Tibetan Refugee Colony

December 2, 2010 1 Comment

As our bus hits the edge of sprawling Delhi, the sun is setting and we’re homeless.  Spontaneously travelling around northern India, we’d assumed that in a city of 13 million or more, there’d be endless cheap accommodations.  There is one place left to call on our long list and it’s in an area called Manju ...

Navy Day at the Taj Hotel

Navy Day at the Taj Hotel

November 26, 2010 No Comments

Thump, thump, thump, we hear as we’re standing at the Gateway to India, a massive arch built to commemorate the visit of Queen Mary to Mumbai. A group of military helicopters appears over the Arabian Sea, in formation, heading right for us. It’s hot and need I say, crowded. I’m wondering to myself if I need ...

Mystics on the Ganges

Mystics on the Ganges

November 18, 2010 2 Comments

Instantly, Varanasi had a distinct vibe from the other Indian cities that we’d visited.  It was crowded, but more claustrophobically with narrow, unplanned, and twisting roads.  There was never a moment when your elbows weren’t colliding with another person’s.  We were victims in a lot of encounters with cows.  Holy cows that roam freely.  “Oh!” ...

The Agra to Varanasi Overnight Train

The Agra to Varanasi Overnight Train

November 11, 2010 1 Comment

‘I’m in it to win it,’ I cheesily tell myself as we board the overnight train from Agra to Varanasi.  We’ve booked the four person bunk cabin, a splurge from the lowest class squished, sitting only and a step up from the six bed cabins where people are sardined floor to ceiling.  So far, I ...

Jubbling Jubblies in Jaipur, India

Jubbling Jubblies in Jaipur, India

November 4, 2010 No Comments

Besieged by bronchitis, I am too tired to venture out and am moping around like an invalid in the interior courtyard of our hotel in Jaipur.  I grumpily slurp a mango lassi and wrap my Kashmiri shawl tighter as a peacock struts by trying to cheer me up.  How can you feel sick with a ...

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Falling in Love with a Gaucho in Argentina

I have always had a crush on the gauchos of Argentina.  The image of wide open Pampas, patrolled by...

Studying in Style at the University of Buenos Aires

I was determined, upon arriving in Buenos Aires, to leave it four months later, able to comfortably claim Spanish...

Meeting Viking Princesses in the Peruvian Amazon

Modern times had turned Viking princesses soft, but I didn't know this as we approached them in the dim,...

Getting Robbed by the Mustard Thieves of Buenos Aires

The infamous mustard scam flashed across my brain as I protectively swung my backpack to my hip and darted...