Archive for Category: "Travel Writing Intern"
“So, you know how to swim?” Our tour guide asked us this almost as an afterthought as we pushed our raft into the Patate river. The members of the rafting group nodded. I did too, trying not to look at the river water churning around boulders. My rafting group didn’t exactly look like we belonged [&hellip
As an Indian, I love how my country has made its way into the hearts of people for being the womb of yoga, meditation, the Art of Living and many other things that soothe the senses. There are many who probably resort to these in order to connect with a higher being or their inner selves. Alas, all these methods have failed in my case
I exit the bathroom and proceed to the window of the train. My stomach has been feeling funny since I slept for thirty hours straight after New Years in Goa. I’m not sure if it was food poisoning, contaminated water, or pure exhaustion that made me nauseous, rolling around in the bed of my Couch Surfer host. Many cold medicines, sleeping pills, and painkillers later, I’m finally, back on my feet.
Before I arrived in the country most affected by HIV and AIDS, I realized that I would not be able to prepare for what I would find in South Africa. The stigmas that surround HIV and AIDS are still as damaging and devastating as the disease itself. Few people were willing to speak about it because so many had such close ties to it
It was a moonless night, and we knew better than to walk down unlighted streets in Quito. But after a few months of living in Ecuador, my boyfriend Michael and I felt more inclined to save a couple of dollars and walk rather than take a cab.