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The Inaugural Journey Westward with @CatBusAdventures
February 4, 2020 I drag myself out of bed at three am. I can't sleep. After struggling to peel myself out of my sleeping bag, I tug my freezing cold overalls back on. I slip my boots on my already-cooling toes, my breath visible as I make my way staggering up to the front of the parked bus. I force the door open and race across the street to the truck stop we're stopped outside of for the night. We are near Provo, UT, midway home in our new (twenty year-old) school bus, which we plan to convert into a mobile home.
By Sarjé Haynes6 years ago in Wander
Shell
I have lived in Reno, Nevada since I was just a little kid, and I always wanted to leave. Nevada was too much with it's oppressive dry heat, open expanses of multi-hued brown, and the people with whom I never quite seemed to belong. I spent my childhood running away to sunny beaches and mountains and forests, and always longed to live in a place that felt like those places did to me.
By Brittany Nicole6 years ago in Wander
A Lonesome Snow Walk
This past holiday season, my job as a professional actor took me to the picturesque Sun Valley, Idaho. I was to appear in a stage play, a production of the recently published holiday hit, Miss Bennett: Christmas at Pemberley. You know, the old Austen-ian story of high-class British folks running around a mansion - being in love, falling in love, and fighting off love. Feminist-forward, family-friendly fare. A perfect holiday story for this small, yet affluent mountain town. Though the process of building and performing this play was a fun one, it forced me to travel many hours from my home - away from my family, my people, my comforts. Additionally: on a "snow day" I couldn't travel more than a half-mile from my lodging, it was 12 degrees or below most nights, and I was housed in the childhood home of the famous(ly antisemitic) poet, Ezra Pound, which is currently inhabited by at least one ghost (who visited me my third night there, glowing and screaming at me at the foot of the bed, like a menacing and luminescent banshee). All these factors combined made for a bittersweet gumbo of isolation and cabin fever at times. Drinking to calm the nerves was a must most nights, if I'm being real honest.
By Orion Bradshaw6 years ago in Wander
THE BEAUTIFUL SCENERY OF TAITA HILLS (EAST AFRICA)
When I was a young man I read stories about adventure, wild animals, birds, and everything that involves nature. There was something that I discovered that hills and mountains were common in most parts of Kenya. Besides their natural attraction, almost all of them had wild animals, birds and the natural vegetation.
By Geoffrey Musera6 years ago in Wander
Pink cheeks and oranges
If there's one aspect of my style of writing that I like to believe stands out, it's the attribute of honesty. As I begin to pen down one of the most organic experiences of my life, one that I was lucky enough to capture, I think it's imperative to be genuine about it.
By Anoushka SALDANHA6 years ago in Wander
Suffering and Serendipity
I left my hotel in Bodrum, Turkey, in the early hours of the morning on the 12th of July, 2019. I couldn't sleep, so I got dressed and stepped out into the dark city. I wandered the empty streets in the quiet zone between the bars closing and early morning shops opening. I walked through the back streets and trekked up the hillside to the ruins carved into the rock. My experience has often been that a peaceful mind is easier to find in a deserted place that is usually full of people.
By Matt Richards6 years ago in Wander
Nostalgia
Heraklion is a small island located a bit more than 200 miles from Athens, with an ambience so tranquil it has the power to make one finally feel like the air inside their lungs is exactly the same as the air outside their body. We had spent the fourth day of the trip wandering around in sweltering heat until it was cool enough to eat. So, well-fed and giddy we decided to take an explorative drive, stumbling upon a quaint fishing village. While the sun began to slumber and the sky became a palette of serene pastels, the Hunters full moon created a potent cocktail thought by the natives to bring energy and the courage to squash the psychological chains that hold us back, into our atmosphere. With the car window down and my head on my arm, I lazily watched the world go by like a cat at a window, lulled by the heady contrast in sensations. I was charged yet relaxed, free yet settled, content, but still curious. I took my phone out and quickly snapped the scene as the car drove at a leisurely pace, beautifully capturing the complex simplicity of that perfect evening. Looking at the picture the eyes move from unfocused branches to the needlepoint clarity of the moon, and finally to the stillness of the boat and sky.
By Aisha Akbar6 years ago in Wander
The Majestic Plains of Wyoming
Wyoming is a state that is looked over a lot when planning vacations for the family. It is a place that is rich with history. The railway, the rodeos, and the river runs make it a memorable experience for people who do take a trip to this Majestic state. The capitol of Wyoming is Cheyenne and to me this is where most of the action is. Another part of the state that I love is Jackson Hole and the entrance to Yellow Stone National Park.
By Trycia Lino6 years ago in Wander
The Journey of Discovering Myself as Your Typical Eastern European Mother
A good friend of mine once said “stereotypes are real and I love them”. At first I couldn’t help but laugh, because she said it with such passion and conviction, but the more I thought about it, the more I found the strangely profound truth behind this statement. As much as we try to dismiss prejudices as xenophobic poppycock, I can’t deny that some stereotypes have occasionally jumped out and smacked me in the face when I least expected.
By Bobe Hadjieva6 years ago in Wander
