Silence is a resource. It is an invisible force for good, although an oft-forgotten and under-utilized one. In the busyness of daily life it is easy to forget to stop….
Water dripped on our heads – not from rain – but from air conditioners that hung precariously above as we made our way from our apartment into the historical center….
Love comes with its share of problems. It’s as true in travel as it is between humans. One particular problem I’ve had before is letting my love for one place…
Last year, I was teased by it. This year, I found myself right in the middle of it. And quite literally, too, the morning that the Girona flower festival was…
I get this place. Well, as much as anyone can after a brief visit, but there are certain things that only people who come from tiny and remote corners of…
So goes our nomadic lifestyle cycle – travel like mad, settle and work, travel like mad – that after our almost three-week road trip around New Zealand, we found ourselves…
Our love for train travel is enduring. It is certainly our very favourite thing about traveling in Europe. Watching cultures and countries change before our eyes as we cross landscapes…