The wing lights of a plane are blinking in the clear, dusky distance. The engine is purring and humming, propelling the aircraft towards its destination. It reminds me, as I sit…
Travel
“Follow it!” Murray exclaimed as I stepped off the path careful not to snap a twig under my hiking boots and scare it away. It was a little bird that…
“Here’s a prescription for Ativan,” the doctor said as he handed me a slip of paper. Fear wouldn’t let me sleep the previous night. It had me curled up on…
“The destination is inconsequential. The journey is home,” Øyvind, a five-time Camino walker from Norway, said to me while I hung my laundry to dry under the warm rays of…
It’s been two months since I returned home and much has happened to help get me back on my feet again. Mom says I must have an angel because when…
I should have journaled about this a while ago now, but I’m home in Canada…for now. I returned December 17th after being robbed for the third time inside the bus…
Hotel California began to play as the bus laboured through the oxygen depleted atmosphere nearing the gravel pull-off towards the infamous Death Road…
Beginning from the day I left Viacha, Bolivia, I was feeling trapped behind the black wrought iron gates with the pointy tops. The silver padlock and two dogs, Speedy the…
As much as I like the feeling of security, I feel trapped here inside this large gated yard in Viacha, Bolivia. Yesterday, I didn’t leave the yard, and aside from…
Now that my cold is getting better, I am trying to plan my next steps. The last two robberies really set me back emotionally and made me feel unsafe, so…
The last few days I have been laying low with a head cold. Actually, I have hardly left the house at all in three days other than I wandered outside…
Have you ever been totally oblivious about something that has happened to you until one moment the light bulb of hindsight blinks on? Then you start to replay the reel…