France (July, 2010) – I spend part of the summer skirting around the country side, exploring luscious gardens, church ruins and old castles. While peregrinating; I found myself down in a dungeons hole, it's usage exclusively obvious by the large arched stone stove and chimney. As I wandered back up towards the exit; a curious little creature stood standing precariously guarded at the top of the stairs.  

England (July, 2013) – We headed to Camden for our last excursion in London before returning to the regular programmed sojourn with the ancestors. The market was swarming; my companion giants, jousted our way through crowds while window-shopping and gormandizing on street eats. It was a nice way to end the rapid;  jam-packed, hazardous foray.

 

Morocco (September, 2014) – There is something exhilarating that happens within, when you finally arrive in a place which had long since held fantastical reveries and wanderlust. It took a few days to find our way through the medina; whirling around the labyrinthine of passageways and obscure corridors, discovering hidden gems. 

 

Uzbekistan (November, 2019) – It wasn't until our last few days in Tashkent that we discovered an obscure restaurant where the locals convene. Given our lack of the language, instead of menus the server guided us to the goodies percolating in monstrous size kazans at the entry of the massive food hall. We pointed to the items we wished to try, which seems like the perfect way to try new things. From our vantage point inside the restaurant I admired the setting sun casting light through the shashlik stand outside. Avoiding the thought that our food was being doused with cigarette smoke, instead we revelled in the moment, grateful for months adventure.

Canada (April, 2016) – Often its the seemingly uneventful days that enlighten the sense with surprise interludes in secret places, sometimes its just the way the light dances shadows on the hard city scape.