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I am a wild Thing. A wild, witchy Thing, at that. One that sings songs to the universe. One that feels as deeply as the oceans and dreams...

As a little girl, I dreamt of the days I would be an adventurer. I dreamt of them with fervor and conviction. So much so that I wasn’t...

In an air conditioned van, we hurdled down the long road that winds from the west of Zanzibar to the southeastern coast. As the journey...

Somehow, I have the great fortune of currently living on the peninsula in the striking city of Dar es Salaam. The apartment I’m hosted in...

In just two months, my black and yellow trekking backpack and I developed an oddly deep bond. I suppose it’s not entirely bizarre, for...

When the songthaew finally pulled into the village, I eagerly hopped out the back of the truck and threw my backpack over my shoulder,...

For the last few years, as I’ve wandered across the world, through weeks and in and out of days, finding my independence and self worth...

I had seen Venice once before. Just for an afternoon on a blistering hot summer day two and a half years earlier. After floating through...

When you call a city your own, you sort of forget to do the touristy stuff that makes it so attractive to others. For example, people may...

Other people: “You should go to Bologna!” Me: “Yeah, yeah, for sure,” I would say, with no intention of ever actually going. My lack of...

We wake up, have our morning coffee, read the news about a  horrific bombing here and another tragic shooting there and then we rush off...