I’m not really good with word economy. As a writer this is a bit of an obstacle since I’m constantly told to “slaughter my babes” and confine my descriptions and articulations to a certain number of words. I found this to be especially challenging when I started traveling. I wanted to tell everyone everything when I was abroad. I wanted to send the smells, sounds, tastes of where i was to the ones I loved. I wanted to explain what the light looked like while it was bouncing off
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In all honesty I am hesitant to write this piece, feeling as though I found a little magical piece of the world not yet pillaged by tourism and smeared with the west, and like any good little wanderluster… I know the importance of keeping secret spots sacred. However… Bukit Lawang is by no means a secret destination. It is one of the top tourist destinations on Sumatra. It’s just that not many tourists and travelers choose to explore the wild wild west of Indonesia and embark on a Sumatran adventure at all… Personally, I am not a “B Read more
Lennox Head, Australia
Bedtime brings us to yet another sleeping location… Tonight we’ll stay in the guest room at our friend Holly’s Aunt’s home in Lennox Head, where we arrived this morning.
We crossed the border into New South Wales for the second time in two days, driving south from Brisbane towards Byron Bay this morning. Tawney read out loud from a book called “vagabonding“ as we drove the long stretch of gorgeous highway that connects Queensland to the more southerly home of Sydney. “Vagabonding” is basically a “how to” book on how to do exactly what we are doing…
Once upon a time I was married and lived in London, England. My husband and I came home to California for Thanksgiving as we always did. My parents were living in Carmel at the time in magical green house on a hill that overlooked the turquoise ocean and foggy Pebble Beach golf course. There was always a fire in the fireplace at my parents house because my mom hates the cold and because we are all vibe coordinators in my family… All about the ambiance, the music, the lighting and decor. Read more
Morning Rituals: A Way To Bring Your Adventures Home OR Bring Your Home On Adventures:
I woke up this morning in Rhishikesh, India.
I stretched and yawned. Cracked my shoulders and neck… Brushed my teeth… Sat on the edge of my bed and played the handmade Tibetan bowl I bought last month, up north in Dharamshala (hometown of His Holiness the Dalai Lama)… Read more
Yes… You can travel to India alone!
I have managed to rack up quite a few stamps in the old passport over the years. I actually had to go to the embassy in Jakarta to get more pages put in because I was out of space.
And even with all that jet-setting under my belt (much of it alone in Southeast Asia) I was a little unnerved and uncomfortable with the idea of coming to India alone. Read more