Thailand (December, 2002) – I literally stumbled in and out of the hired tuk-tuk several times, often out of sheer excitement. As the day progressed the buddha relics grew larger and more abundant. Ayutthaya provided an enlightening passage of understanding and appreciation, which was very much a part of the healing process.

Mexico (November, 2017)  – We peregrinated the charming city streets, amusing ourselves in the wealth of Oaxacan culture. After a light lunch; we stumbled upon a mezcaleria which I'm sure heightened the adventures and our afternoon rendezvous with a caravan of Catrina's. The afternoon left me dazzled by the myriad of artisans and their beautiful curiosities.

Canada (May, 2016) – Sometimes we need reminders of our inner truths. Most children on the other-hand have an anomalous ability to connect with their inner warrior or more importantly the intrinsic superhero without prejudice. When left unattended with ones imagination the most unusual things can emerge, as adults we just need to tap more into our inner rascal.

France (April, 2010) – I arrived without warning; sporting silver flip-flops to a rather chilly 8°C.  My runners and jacket lost to an arduous adventure 11-hours (flight) south on the world map. Shoes shopping in Paris is a rather serious and dangerous affair; but after a month in Africa discovering outrageous fauna, flora, a pirate or two and the jungle mafia - it was the nostalgic welcome home I really needed. 

Uzbekistan (November, 2019) – We were up early to catch the morning train into the Fergana valley. For several hours; I watched as the landscape changed from flat plateau, the higher we elevated invited views of rugged mountainous terrain. What I remember fondly apart from the smog covered panorama, is the friendly family who shared the train car with us for a few hours.

Madagascar (March, 2010) – I spent the day wayfaring around, getting acquainted with the community for which I had serendipitously been dropped into. As the day progressed my entourage grew; within hours the troupe inducted me into their wild playful adventures of the day of braiding hair, skipping pebbles and chasing chameleons. I can't wait for another foray in the remote areas of the cultivated jungle.

India (January, 2003) –  The ambiance around me was joyful; ultimately the laughter arrived despite the reason for the visit. My favourite spot had always been the open balcony, elevated high enough to hear but not be seen. It was not the quiet escape I had envisioned; I quickly discovered that little tots often haunt new guests with their wide eyes and curious habits.