I don’t want to be traveling right now.
My time in London is drawing to a close, and yet after my third time and 10 weeks in the U.K. there are some things I just can’t wrap my head around.
I didn’t close the curtain all the way last night, so now I’ve got a blinding glow of light spilling onto my face. Continue reading “London, day 23”
The Mexico relationship is turning sour. And it’s telling.
I’ve always thought the Middle East, a faraway region that I’ve never visited but that’s always fascinated me, to be something of a different planet. Continue reading “Journey to Another Planet”
Obligatory post on what I’ve learned.
Two months into my travel I made a rather noticeable jump–from Mumbai to Casablanca, that is, from India to just under West Europe. Continue reading “The politics of a flight”