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”
I talked briefly with another backpacker (even though I swear by my backpack and stay at “backpacker hostels” and am pretty much a backpacker, I shy away from this hipster-ish term) about posting photos. Why should I be pressured to post photos on Facebook? she said, I’m doing this for me, not others. Continue reading “Some perspective on perspective”