humanity
If nothing else, travel opens your eyes to the colorful quilt that is humankind.
Depending on the Kindness of Strangers on a Train
The 7:30 p.m. Eurostar train from Rome to Milan was full, so I got a ticket for the next train. It wasn’t an express, but I thought, How bad could it be? I would have to wait a few hours in Rome’s Termini Station, and it would take another eight hours to get to Milan — but so what! Can’t stop me! I can do it. Yes, I CAN because I am AmeriCAN!
By Terianne Falcone7 years ago in Wander
An Improbable Guide to Survival cont.
Landing at Tambo airport was surreal in the sense that it was completely ordinary and yet my mindset instantly shifted on arrival – as if I was an Alien about to explore new terrain. All the anxiety I had been feeling had been building up to this moment. Strikingly opposed to the lack of physical preparation I’d conducted, I’d been mentally preparing myself for weeks. I could feel myself on edge. Observing more closely, more consciously, every movement that disturbed the air. I hate the feeling that I’m overreacting in any given situation – I might not always succeed but I like to at least try to keep a level head on my shoulders – but my instincts insisted, from all the information I had about staying safe in this country, that my awareness heightening ten to the dozen was necessary.
By Emily Dickinson7 years ago in Wander
An Improbable Guide to Survival
It’s so hard to say where this story began, or should begin. To explain why I would drop a stable/happy life for the unknown, I first have to explain why it wasn’t so stable/happy and that takes this story way back to New Year 2019. Maybe I don’t explain the why for now and just explain the what. What the hell is all this nonsensical rambling about?
By Emily Dickinson7 years ago in Wander
5 Reasons Why Travelling is Good for You
Life is constantly moving forward, and we try to follow the same custom. However, that’s not how things should be as Mother Nature created humans who require rest to function. Hence, overburdening and stacking up tasks for this delicate creation can never generate any positive outcome for anyone. So, what are the available options to counter this problem?
By Dennis Kemp7 years ago in Wander
Meet Rui - Walking The Camino de Santiago Medieval Style
Meet Rui who is walking the Camino de Santiago – medieval style. I recently moved onto the Portuguese Camino de Santiago in the Rio Minho area. I love it! I spend my days wandering the countryside, sometimes on the Camino, sometimes off. It’s an absolute pleasure and blessing to live in the area and to meet Pilgrims on the way to Santiago.
By Samantha Wilson7 years ago in Wander
On Hermit Crabs
Honestly, I totally relate to hermit crabs. I mean, those little guys are always on the move, finding homes in seashells and tin cans whenever they outgrow the last one. I mean, I’ve never lived in a shell, but I have gone through the same thing; I’ve moved to three different cities in my adult life. The first time, I outgrew my hometown and went after my education. Then, I outgrew that home, and left in search of personal growth. The third time, my education came after me, so here I am. I’m right there with the hermit crabs.
By Gabrielle LaFontaine7 years ago in Wander
The Inaugural Journey Westward with @CatBusAdventures
February 4, 2020 I drag myself out of bed at three am. I can't sleep. After struggling to peel myself out of my sleeping bag, I tug my freezing cold overalls back on. I slip my boots on my already-cooling toes, my breath visible as I make my way staggering up to the front of the parked bus. I force the door open and race across the street to the truck stop we're stopped outside of for the night. We are near Provo, UT, midway home in our new (twenty year-old) school bus, which we plan to convert into a mobile home.
By Sarjé Haynes7 years ago in Wander
A Lonesome Snow Walk
This past holiday season, my job as a professional actor took me to the picturesque Sun Valley, Idaho. I was to appear in a stage play, a production of the recently published holiday hit, Miss Bennett: Christmas at Pemberley. You know, the old Austen-ian story of high-class British folks running around a mansion - being in love, falling in love, and fighting off love. Feminist-forward, family-friendly fare. A perfect holiday story for this small, yet affluent mountain town. Though the process of building and performing this play was a fun one, it forced me to travel many hours from my home - away from my family, my people, my comforts. Additionally: on a "snow day" I couldn't travel more than a half-mile from my lodging, it was 12 degrees or below most nights, and I was housed in the childhood home of the famous(ly antisemitic) poet, Ezra Pound, which is currently inhabited by at least one ghost (who visited me my third night there, glowing and screaming at me at the foot of the bed, like a menacing and luminescent banshee). All these factors combined made for a bittersweet gumbo of isolation and cabin fever at times. Drinking to calm the nerves was a must most nights, if I'm being real honest.
By Orion Bradshaw7 years ago in Wander
Costa Rica Rural Life
A native of Gary, Indiana, a working class community. Working long hours, attending various community meetings and a single father, it’s not uncommon that on my way hone, I contemplate what I want to stop and pickup at one of the fast food drive throughs. This is the basic way of life here.
By Patricia Stone7 years ago in Wander
