In a way, travel relationships, whether they last for days or for years, start off just like any other relationship. Your eyes meet across a bar full of young and sun-tanned backpackers, you smile at each other over the noise of a street festival, you complain together about the heat or the slow Internet or how long you’ve been waiting for the bus. He’s from South Africa or Sweden, Turkey or Australia, but it doesn’t matter; he’s not from where you’re from.
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Chiang Mai, Thailand I’m currently sitting in my new favourite cafe in Antigua, Guatemala, happy to have some good food and some strong internet. So why…
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I May Have Hacked Up A Lung On That Bed, Koh Tao, Thailand In no particular order, here are the worst/most painful/grossest travel ailments/injuries/sicknesses I’ve ever had. *** 1. Stomach Virus, Marrakech,…
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Oia, Greece Like every morning, I brace myself before opening the door. I only recently moved back to this city, and the -40 degree winter weather is something I will never…
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Yogyakarta, Indonesia This Day (February 6, 2012): I woke up an hour earlier than I normally do on weekdays, cursing the…
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Jaipur, India The temperature in Winnipeg tonight is heading down to -35°C with the windchill. I had forgotten how cold it gets here, how cold the first 18 winters of my life…