Asia, Getting Lost (Travel), Travel Storytelling

A Meeting With Death

The dog’s oozing red eye followed me as I was navigating the tiny, uneven pathways snaking through Varanasi, its motions unnaturally slow and pained. As the days passed, I noticed more dogs with red, bulbous eyes laying in distorted positions, while cows with deformed horns inched along the alleys.

Backpackers spoke of the strange “vibe” in Varanasi and the sicknesses travelers seem to acquire while in this Indian town. Their vivid stories couldn’t prepare me for the reality. Continue reading “A Meeting With Death”

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What Most Bus Rides Through India Are Like 

If you’re going to India, you’ll probably find yourself on a bus at some point, so here’s a little look into what it’s like on those long, bumpy bus rides across India. 🙂 Continue reading “What Most Bus Rides Through India Are Like “

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What it’s like to attend a movie at a fancy Indian movie theater

I had read it was a worthwhile experience to watch a movie at a movie theater in India. Watching movies in other countries is not what I typically think of doing while traveling, but I figured India must have an interesting theater livelihood, especially with Bollywood being such an integral part of daily life in this country. 
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Hello From India!

Hey everyone! Namaste from New Delhi! I’ve currently been backpacking through India over the past three weeks with my dear friend and crazy-fun-travel-buddy Daysi Wilkinson (follow more of her incredible journeys at http://www.dayzontherun.com). So far, we’ve had some incredible, and even painful, experiences…

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Why was I here?

The car started shaking – no swaying – as we got nearer to the Great Sand Dunes National Park and Preserve in Colorado. Tumbleweeds, which apparently exist not just in cartoons, were pelting our car. Looking around at the dark clouds developing ahead, my curiosity got the best of me. I started calling the company that was going to rent us boards to “surf” down the dunes. The man on the phone, ever so helpful, spoke what I already knew to be true. Continue reading “Why was I here?”