It was ten a.m. in the jungles of southern India. I was sweaty, I was hungry and I was hungry. Have I mentioned I was hungry? And apparently, we had to walk by three more villages, six more temples, twelve random cows a pooping, a partridge in a pear tree and three men in …
After two weeks of being in India, yesterday India almost killed me! Although it didn’t have to do with the crazy hottest curry ever or eating street food. I did something kind of stupid and I actually brought this on myself! If like I, you don’t want to singe your mouth and not enjoy your …
“Has anyone seen my lungi?” There is clothing scattered all over our beachside cottage, toiletry bags overflowing with sunscreen and hand sanitizer in our cramped bathroom and I can’t seem to find my boyfriend’s lungi anywhere. How the hell does a traveler lose a lungi in a room the size of a shoebox? You may …
Once upon a time in Idaho we came across a traffic jam. Unlike in southern California, this did not involve a bunch of people in Prius’s beeping at one in another to drive faster so they could get to Whole Foods right now. A traffic jam in Idaho involves 500 sheep clogging a mountain freeway. …
I woke up in the morning to the sound of… I honesty am not sure. As I flung aside the mosquito netting over our bed and set two feet on the floor I wondered what kind of animal hidden away back in the jungle here in my favorite secret place in India could possibly make …