Part II of Que Sera, Sera

It had been over 2 years since I’d seen Dante. The more time that passed, the more I questioned its reality. It was difficult to tell whether my excitement from birthday texts, holiday wishes, and occasional voice messages to check-in faded with time. That first Christmas I scripted a minute -long voice message in Spanish

Que Sera, Sera: A Chilean Travel and Love Story

“You are responsible for the people that fall in love with you.” He said it in Spanish first and then in English to ensure I understood it. “Do you know where that’s from?” Then he said the title in French, ‘Le Petit Prince.’ “Remember that.” He paused to firmly demand my attention, and he purposefully

A Full Moon Over Morocco

A man noticed us depart the city bus with bags and baffled looks. My friend and classmate from Leeds, Simon, was immediately gracious for the man’s offer to escort us to our hostel. A feeling that possessed me with the assertiveness of a demon retreated Simon as we headed in the direction of the Medina

A Day in The Sacred Valley

Looking around on the bus, there seemed to be a cyclone of ailments. One woman had an oxygen bag while many others had acupuncture needles spiking out from their heads like enlightened porcupines. The woman in the seat across the aisle from me complimented my hat saying she never wears them because they don’t look

What is the REAL Baggage We Take With Us on Our Trips?

Most of these posts are inspired by conversations I’ve had with other people, and this one is no exception. In fact, this post is inspired by dozens of conversations and interactions I’ve had. Have you ever walked into or out from a place and you just know you stand out? I don’t mind this feeling,