Every Saturday, Jamkhed holds a cattle market with traders from all of the surrounding villages and towns sending their best and most colorful livestock. Around 10 am, I climbed into the car with a few of the students and four men who work with CRHP to go see the market. Jamkhed was even busier than … More Cattle market and a wedding
Breakfast at eight a.m. was the same, hard-boiled eggs with semi-sweet rice, and bread for buttering or peanut-buttering. After eating, I quickly packed olive-colored across-the-shoulder bag with my DSLR camera, water bottle, and wallet, and then found the car I was to take with Taylor, Stephan, Alex, and our guides (who were Surekah and Ratna) […]
Despite the fact that I have traveled often throughout the past four years, I have not adjusted to the feeling of leaving one world and entering another. I still feel vividly uncomfortable, I haven’t figured out how to sleep on airplanes, and I become shy for a period of one to two days when I … More Do it for the chai
I’m sitting on the South Bend Line, in the second train to the nose, because I’m riding it all the way to South Bend Airport (and then, going to the University of Notre Dame). My planned route has taken far longer than it needed to, to get from point Orlando to point UND, but I … More Chicago
The window is open and the barest of sea breezes perfectly complements the warmth of the summer night. My fiance is playing guitar and singing a few feet away, perched upon faintly purple sheets provided by Ines, the owner of this quaint and lovely apartment on Carrer Bilbao. The sounds of conversation drift through the … More Barcelona
I left Cinque Terre with a feeling of peace ~ I’d spent the day and a half I had there mostly in the sea, swimming between rocks with Katie. I was sad to leave Katie, but I felt ready and excited to begin research in Spain. My first train was to a station only 7 … More Whoops wrong Barcelona
We left for Valbone with barely a clue as to what we were doing. We had a new travel partner though, Agustín, who we met at Mi Casa es Tu Casa in Shkoder (aka the best hostel ever with the cutest dog, Ziggy Stardust). 1st mode of transportation: a minibus filled with travelers and a … More Walking, plants, people I’ll always remember… Albania.