
How To Practice Gratitude, Cycling and Meditation
Just a few months back, I was tossed like a ragdoll after getting hit by a bus miraculously suffering nothing

Just a few months back, I was tossed like a ragdoll after getting hit by a bus miraculously suffering nothing

“Gringo (foreigner in a disparaging sense)” I hear growled from the roadside market stand. The ladies rough holler captures my

Happy International Women’s Day (IWD)! Check out the many updates on the WOW (Women On Wheels) Wall! ———————————————————————————————————— I’ve Got

[fusion_text] On the muddy road to Uyuni, Bolivia (4100m/13400ft) on the third day of 24hr/day of non-stop freezing rain/hail I

“You have got to love a family guy who goes on holiday to the campground in Salta Argentina with every

“Are you alone (solita)?” The aging man´s face wrinkles into the mid morning glare. The scent of fresh daily bread

The grass is always greener, I reason to myself as I find myself missing family and friends back home. The

As I stand on the street corner in Puerto Natales, Chile, my pockets bulging with a roll of duct tape

A friend of mine once told me ´the reason you get to cycle around the world is because you have

As anyone who has met me knows, occasionally I suffer from verbal diarrhea. Babblying my way to babbleon, a favorite