Whether you’ve been sick to your stomach on a 18 hour bus ride through the night, having to stop the bus driver every 45 minutes so you can shit and vomit on the side of the road, or you simply ate that masala curd curry that you KNEW the second you saw it would make … More An Indian Right of Passage: Travellers Diarrhoea
It’s a cool morning. I’m surprised for the need of a shawl to cover my shoulders whilst I sit upon the rooftop of my guest house, watching the sun slowly rise. I am in Rajasthan after all, the desert. Who knew to bring something warm? The days heat is assumed, for the sun will always … More Something Greater
When we leave our homes to escape to a more imminent and exciting world, we feel that we will never be ready to return back to our former lives. We say good bye to the lives we once led and swear that this trip will strike something in us so vital, it will cut straight … More The Comfort of Tea
Upon arrival to Jaiselmer, I exited the bus from my 10 hour overnight ride from Pushkar, the looming effects of Valium still claiming most of my sanity and ability to keep my eyes completely open and aware. I looked around at the dry desert, people yelling at me to take me to their guest house … More Jaiselmer; The City of Enchantment
