Was it when I found myself in the home of a village family, resolutely trying to flip a Lavash as it made its journey in the air from one hand to another? Or was it when, for the first time…
The Art Has Its Reasons
The immigration officer at Mumbai looks at my boarding pass and wants to know where Yeravan is. I tell him it is in Armenia. He ponders for a while and then asks me where Armenia is. I explain its geographical proximity to…
Of Laundry Lines and Ghost Cars…
It’s interesting how some towns define themselves for you by a certain quirkiness. It’s Sunday morning in Split, Croatia. As I do on Sundays in many little towns on my travels, I find a church I can go to.…
Mountains of Faith and Blessing
“Thank you, Lithuanians, for this hill of crosses which testifies to the nations of Europe, and to the whole world, the faith of the people of this land.” Pope John Paul II, Hill of Crosses, Lithuania, September, 1993. It did…
What To Carry When Travelling Solo
I travel solo to test my own limits…to discover how far I can go, where my journey will take me and how much more I can learn about myself Dusk had descended as I alighted from the bus that had…