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Asia » India » Goa » Arambol January 26th 2012

WE TOOK THE TRAIN SOUTH TO PANIJI, the capital of Goa, and spent the night there since we arrived late at night. We didn’t have a hotel booked but luckily we made a friend on the train who was willing to drive us around to a couple of places until we found one. Paniji is exactly the type of town Gabriel Garcia Marquez would write about - full of crumbling Portuguese mansions and thick palm groves. In the morning after a lunch of fresh fish and white rice we took a local bus to the hippie beach town of Arambol. As soon as we climbed off the bus we realized we were in a very different India. Tanned bodies blitzed by on motorbikes and the scent of patchouli punctuated the air. Cafes, bars, and stores selling ... read more
Lakeside Beach
Rocks, Palm Trees And Base Jumpers
Trinkets For Sale

Asia » India » Rajasthan » Jodhpur January 10th 2012

SEVEN HOURS LATER WE CLIMBED OFF the overnight train into another unfamiliar world. It is a testament to how long we have been travelling that we are no longer frazzled by the process of arriving in a strange city at an ungodly hour, haggling over a price of a rickshaw and barreling off in the chosen vehicle down some dark, foreign alley in search of a hotel. It is precisely these experiences that make me realize how much faith in the world and in humanity traveling requires. In these first moments in a new city you are like an infant - lost, helpless and completely dependent on others to help you. Somehow though, it always works out. The state of Rajasthan is one of the oldest developed regions of India. It has an incredibly rich history ... read more
The Blue City!
Clock Tower
One Of The Seven Entrance Gates

Asia » India » Rajasthan » Jaisalmer January 4th 2012

JAILSALMER IS A FEAST FOR YOUR SENSES. It is a land of camels, jewels, lavish havelis (ancient mansions) and vibrant culture. After another long train ride we tumbled out of the locomotive at the break of day with wrinkled clothes and puffy eyes into the arms of this ‘Golden City’, named so for its glowing sandstone fort. We may as well have stepped onto the set of Arabian Nights. A huge golden fort, like a sand castle built by giants, towered over the historic town. On all sides of it desert life passes idly by: camels sat lazily in the streets drooling on the pavement, women in heavy brass jewelry and neon colored saris walked by and bright woven carpets hung from every window sill.In short, it is the India of my dreams Travis and I ... read more
Rooftop At Shahi Palace
Hanging Out On The Roof
Jaisalmer Fort

Asia » India » Uttar Pradesh » Agra January 1st 2012

FROM VARANASI WE BOARDED A TRAIN WEST in the direction of India’s pride and joy, the most famous symbol of this immense land, the Taj Mahal. This first experiment of using the large and complicated Indian rail system was essentially…a train wreck. We were completely clueless as to how the several tiered ticketing system worked. Just before midnight we climbed aboard the sleeper car, which in the eerie darkness resembled a scene out of a science fiction movie. The steel metal bars and blue berths were overflowing with unfamiliar faces and huge black eyes that peered out of the darkness at me. Of course, they were just the outward expression of inquiring minds but at the time they seemed intense and unkind. We had booked our rail tickets online but not having access to a printer, ... read more
Travis and I
Early Morning Light
Exploring Agra Fort

Asia » India » Uttar Pradesh » Varanasi December 16th 2011

Normal 0 HOLY BEJEEZUS THIS PLACE IS RIDICULOUS. Varanasi is an entangled mess of never ending alleyways, sadhus in bright orange clothing, burning corpses, red faced monkeys, people with missing limbs, galloping cows, half naked people bathing in the river, street dogs with matted hair and a sea of sparkling saris. It is quite the experience.And man, is spirituality ever for sale. Sure - you can visit a temple, take a picture of a sadhu (holy man), have a priest bless you, buy a statue of one of the 30 million Hindu deities – all for a price. What price, you ask? Every last bit rupee they can get out of you. Yo... read more
Balcony Of Our Hotel
Not Broken!

Asia » Nepal » Kathmandu Valley December 8th 2011

CHAPAGAON IS THE CHEERIEST, prettiest, most lovable little village in all of Nepal (or at least I think so). Although we were only there 7 days it will always have a place in my heart. I have been wanting to volunteer abroad for as long as I can remember and I finally got the opportunity to do so at the Jyotidaya Co-operative School in Chapagaon. The village is located in the Lilipur district of Kathmandu valley and although its very close to Kathmandu it is a world apart. While Kathmandu is dusty and polluted and filled with trash and beeping horns; Chapagoan is green and verdant - filled with rice and mustard fields, cobblestone roads, and a Himalaya lined backdrop. We arrived there on the Nov. 18th after spending a couple of days in Thamel recuperating ... read more
Kalpana, Looja and Rameshwar
Arjant In Retreat Mode
Jyotidaya Co-operative School

Asia » Nepal » Annapurna » Annapurna Circuit December 4th 2011

AFTER BURMA TRAVIS AND I TOOK A SHORT BREAK in Bangkok and then flew to Kathmandu, Nepal. I liked Nepal right away. One of the first things I noticed was that everyone greets you by saying “namaste” and folding their hands together in a prayer-like gesture. The first time I ever heard the word "namaste" was in a travel memoir I read several years ago. The author translated the meaning as, “the seed of the divine in me recognizes the seed of the divine in you.”I fell in love with it immediately – what an amazing way to greet someone! I am thrilled that I get to use it now as part of everyday conversation. We spent our first few days in the extremely hectic and chaotic backpacker district of Thamel and then embarked on an ... read more
Suspension Bridge
Bishnu And I
Heavy Load

Asia » Burma » Mandalay Region » Bagan November 25th 2011

BAGAN HAS A MYSTICAL AURA ABOUT IT. Approximately 4,400 temples (over 800 years old) rise out of the dry, central plains of Burma. Wandering through the temple strewn plains you feel like you are on the set of an Indiana Jones movie. The temples ooze history – stories of kings and dynasties and wars come to mind. They come in varying shapes and sizes; some only a pile of crumbling bricks and others several majestic stories high. They are not the sparkling, golden stupas of Yangon and Bago; rather they are dark red and orange stone fortresses covered in moss and overgrown shrubbery. Many have dark tunnels and staircases leading to rooftop terraces that offer 360 degree views of the plains. You cannot walk for more than a minute or two without s... read more
One Of The Many
More Temples!

Asia » Burma » Mandalay Region » Inle Lake November 15th 2011

THE LONG RIDE TO INLE was about as uncomfortable as it gets. Having booked tickets only the night before our seats were way in the back of the bus and they did not recline, which meant that the guy’s head from the seat in front of me may as well have been laying in my lap. Like really, I could have brushed my fingers through his hair and sang him a lullaby. The road was so bumpy that anytime you tried to lay your head against the window it was abruptly thrown in the opposite direction and then back towards the window with amazing force. The heat was stifling. Sleeping was impossible. Around 1am we stopped at a brightly lit rest stop (think Christmas lights and fake palm trees) for what we thought was a routine ... read more
Travis In  Nyaungshwe
View From The Boat

Asia » Burma » Yangon Region » Yangon November 2nd 2011

Burma is unlike any country I’ve ever been to. It is wild and overgrown and filled with the loveliest people on earth. It is unbearable hot at times and horrendously dirty at others but it is home to some of the most striking scenery and historically rich monuments in the world. Golden spires are so common a sight that after awhile you don’t even turn your head to get a second look. Infinite stares and smiles are directed at you from behind betel (a leaf that people chew similar to tobacco) stained gums and faces smeared with thanaka (an ancient make up made from bark root). Monks in saffron and maroon robes walk nimbly through the streets collecting food and alms. Discomfort from heat and dirt force you to look at how comfortable and pampered your ... read more
Shwedagon Paya
T and I
The Mystical Concoction

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