Madagascar (March 2010) – Having fallen asleep while watching for shooting-stars from my tent atop a barge. I woke up with the breaking light; curious to saunter through the little village adjacent to the floating logs our barge was tethered to. As the sun started its ascent into the sky, it was evident that I had wandered into harvest season.

Madagascar (March, 2010) – The train stopped numerous times while aboard the "jungle express" chuga-chuga choo-chooing through several small enclaves, some barely large enough to be called villages. Each time the train halted, merchants would approach with local fare: mysterious fruits, mystery meat jerky, sugary fried beignets, steamed taro cakes in banana leaves and of course bananas of all shapes, sizes and colours.

Morocco (September, 2014) – My reveries of Marrakech typically conjure the assault of colours, textures, patterned mosaics. Also the sounds; pulsating, resonant with the heartbeat of the city. Sometimes though it's the quiet moment lost in wanderlust, in unusual places with curious characters.

India (December, 2016) – The "love-birds" and I spent the day promenading around Jaipur,  incidentally stumbling upon a hidden Kali temple situated amid the bustling city markets. We made our way along the winding walkway into a small courtyard with several elevated structures. The delight of exploring the sacred space as daylight started to dim; was the multitude of colourful kites in contrast with the dusking sky.

Canada (May, 2011) – The ROM holds memorable explorations through my early learning years; the bat cave, dinosaur skeletons, totems. A realm of natural history, worldly antiquities and a couple mummies. I distinctly remember the time; Ms. Mummy lost her toe, we scurried out of there in our best version of an Indiana Jones action sequence. It took me a few months before another venture into the Egyptian collection, despite the weekly visits to the museum on the way home from school.