The count is clear; two days remain. My mind is muddled. An overwhelming flood of changes are about to occur. However, first, I’m heading to La Rioja for the battle of wine! Afterward, I want to discover Cataluña beyond its capital. Perhaps enjoying some vermouth from the source? Then, finally, Turkey. I’m traveling solo, confident, and … Continue reading
After writing one of my favorite posts yet, WordPress failed to present my saved draft to me. Frustration is grating my writing mind. Thus, for now, I’m posting this. It’s a blur of photos that came with a thorough explanation as to why I found the Sahara disappointing. It speaks of tours, the hustle of … Continue reading
At 25, I still don’t have a smartphone. It’s alarming to some, astonishing to others, and truly a first-world problem to all. For me, it’s something that just “sort of happened”. After a stint in Chile to China to Spain, I couldn’t rationalize the purchase, especially with my constantly changing zip code. In my head, … Continue reading
As I reminisce over my last two years spent in Spain, and its abrupt end (within 30 days), I wanted to wrap up my emotions with this post. It’s dedicated to my first Spanish love, the city of Granada. With its flirty bohemian spirit, Granada lures many to it. Students, hippies, circus freaks (I did see … Continue reading
Today, in a decisive departing from my usual postings, I’m switching tactics. I’m posting about America. Not Spain, nor elsewhere in Europe, but my homeland. I could make excuses, claiming that it’s a prompt taken from Word Press’ weekly photo theme (#escape), but honestly, it’s not. I was simply feeling nostalgic for a trip I … Continue reading
I could see Clint Eastwood’s subtle smirk as soon as I entered the café. From the photo, it was easy to determine the scene. With a gun clutched in his right hand and a black cowboy hat perched high, Eastwood looked equal parts town hero and Western cowboy superstar. As I strolled past Eastwood (only … Continue reading
Compelled by images of Las Fallas, which ended this week, I’m posting my own take on this cacophony of a festival. Its main elements consist of fire, political commentary, and folk tradition. In addition, St. Patrick’s Day falls on the weekend of the festival each year, adding an extra element of party. Las Fallas, in … Continue reading
At 1,486 meters, Spain’s tallest village, Trevélez stands tall. Its bulk, painted white, is a postcard image of Spain’s South. Houses stack upon houses on the incredible mountainous slope. Not far off, Spain’s tallest peak rises. Originally, I went to hike. I had wanted to step inside Granada’s Sierra Nevada since living in its provisional … Continue reading
In honor of the weekend, and my efforts to whittle down my photo library (hard drive problems), here’s six photos. They’re pattern-driven, color-chosen and evocative of my insatiable travel lust. 1. Tibetan tea in a Beijing teahouse (Beijing, China) 2. Moments before anchoring for an afternoon of deep-water soloing, a style of rock climbing that … Continue reading
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