Travel Writing Tag

Like most beautiful places, the journey to get there is just as breathtaking as the final destination. Elafonisi was no different. We drove in from Chania on the north side of the island. The road crosses a rugged and scenic mountain, winds through a tunnel barely wide enough for one car, and eventually drops down to a stunning natural landscape. Along the mountainside drive, there are a handful of beautiful villages and towns that you must weave through. Each one...

I took this photo while walking down the Malecón in Havana, Cuba. The sun was setting, I didn’t have my tripod, and there wasn’t much natural light. I was terrified that I wouldn’t be able to capture the scene. If you look closely you will see an older gentleman cooking food on his front stoop. Anyone that has been to Cuba can tell you that the locals don’t have much. Their homes are simple, their refrigerators are often bare, and...

The greatest memories are often plucked from unforgettable moments, not particular locations. Sometimes the beauty of a place lies in it’s challenges and unpredictability. When asked to recommend my favorite places, I sometimes struggle to find the words to explain this concept. The idea that sometimes a place is nothing more than a backdrop for something bigger....

We left Tel Aviv at sunrise. Our reservations confirmed that we would spend that evening sleeping in a Palestinian refugee camp. The goal was to get from the sunny coast of Israel to the divided and fought over land of Bethlehem. Regardless of how much planning or research went into the road trip, we would never be prepared for the adventure that lay ahead....

The sun is bright and delicate. The early morning shades of gold and yellow flow through the window and flood our entire room. The breeze is crisp and lingering, the kind that tickles your arms and tightens the skin on your face. The sound of birds chirping, the smell of bloomed flowers, and a tinge of salt water float into the room reminding me that I am near the beach. The air is warm. The constant breeze is a welcome...

We ended up here by complete accident. Our route from Puerto Escondido to Mexico City was closed, turning what was supposed to be a leisurely 5 hour drive into a winding and mountainous 10 hour adventure. A last-second detour prevented any thoughts of preplanning our new route. There was no mental preparation for possible obstacles or time to contemplate the best way for us to navigate the backroads through small mountain towns. After a much needed pep talk, we drove...

Ramblings on small travel experiences that lead to the most interesting stories : I'm sure that someday all of these experiences will inevitably collide and this whirlwind of a trip will actually make sense. I'd love to tell you about it sometime....




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