Mexico (November, 2017) – We spent the week prior to Dia de los Muertos wandering around Oaxaca; lost in innumerable parades of skeletons, catrinas, devils and other mythical beasts. Unwittingly we found ourselves in the middle of an academic fiesta, whereby the majority of students loitered and haunted Parque La Bastide decorating temporary altars for the ancestors.

Uzbekistan (November, 2019) – The majestic Registan Square was a marvel, at sundown the painted mosaic tiles reflected light, emitting shimmering light. Eventually the stragglers were reminded that visiting hours has ceased. We scurried out the side exit with devious plans to return a few hours later, for a visit under the stars.

France (September, 2014) – I've always loved the Institut du Monde Arabe for its architectural design. Each time I find myself in Paris, I find my way to marvel at the magical light that illuminates the senses and dazzles the eyes with it's mechanical geometry. It's apparent that regardless of age, it's a lovely place to dream.

India (May, 2017) –  Kolkata was super hot and humid, trying to amuse ourselves we ventured over for a morning visit at Baboo Ghat, whereby local convene for purification baths in the Ganges. While the family was entertained with the kushti circus around us, I dared moving a few steps further and spent a bit of time watching those bathing between the blooming water hyacinths.

Uzbekistan (November, 2019) – Our short week inside the historical city is still a highlight of my last travel foray since the start of the global pandemic. Our week in Khiva; included reuniting regularly with a group of musicians who continued to serenaded the minimal crowds as tourist season had dwindled down. My primary observation of the troupe was more often of them chatting and smoking between performances.