humanity
If nothing else, travel opens your eyes to the colorful quilt that is humankind.
The Journey that changed my life
Never in my dreams, I had imagined that I would be sitting so close to people especially on train journeys during the pandemic. But fate would have it, recently I had to travel on a train crowded with people. I am not complaining but I just wanted to share this life-changing experience.
By Adarsh Kumar Singh4 years ago in Wander
I lost my pants in Texas - Part 1
I recently told a friend about writing this story. She said based on the title she imagined a wandering pair of pants in Texas. I thought that was a great idea. It is true that I do not know where my pants are and what had happened to them. They could be wandering somewhere. I hope someone found them and got a good use out of them. They were a nice pretty new pair of pants. If you do see some wandering blue jeans in Texas please make sure to let me know.
By Gabriella Korosi4 years ago in Wander
I lost my pants in Texas -Part 2
We decided to stop, walk around the park a little and dip in the water and relax for a while. It was wonderful to get out of the car and rest for a few hours. It was a great combination of hot and cold water that was built out by the local people and it was free to use for everyone. There were multiple pools built with the rocks from the river. Some of the pools were warmer where the spring came in and it got cooler as we got more into the river and the hot spring got mixed with the river water. The water felt wonderful and the environment was beautiful. We had some wonderful conversations with people who were local to the area and some who were just visiting. It was a nice break from driving. If we could have, we definitely would have stayed longer.
By Gabriella Korosi4 years ago in Wander
I lost my pants in Texas Part 3
Texas. I have to say that people drive fast and crazy in Texas. I was very happy to get there as I knew that my friend was waiting for us and we had a bed to sleep in that night. I was also very excited to visit my friend and her family. It is true: Texas is a very hot place. We crossed to Texas in early morning hours and yet it took us a whole day to get to my friend’s house. By that time, it was around 10pm. During the day it got very hot. It was time to change into some lighter summer wear as the car did not have air conditioning. We stopped at a visitor center, and I went to the bathroom to change my clothes. You are right, this will be the place where I lost my pants in Texas. We are not there just yet. I went to the bathroom and used the family bathroom thinking I can wash up a little before changing. It has been a while since Utah and a nice shower. I also did not want to show up at my friend’s house all sweaty. Everything went fine until I realized that the water faucet did not work in the family bathroom. The soap did. So, I was standing there soaped up with no water. It was one of those moments when you stop in your life and think ok this just happened now what? So, imagine yourself all soaped up in a visitor center’s bathroom and you find out that there is no running water. After a minute I decided soapy or not the only way out of this is to put my dress on and head to the other women’s bathroom hoping that there is not too many people and that the water will be working there. While I was gathering all my clothes there were many thoughts going through my head. I mostly was worrying about bra and underwear and hiding them in my shirt.
By Gabriella Korosi4 years ago in Wander
Subsidiarity and Small Towns
When I visited Ireland in my freshman year of college with my rugby team, we went to a town on the west coast called Doolin. It was enchanting. The small cottages, shops, and taverns hugged the cobblestone streets that shimmered from a recent rain. We went into one of the taverns and heard a man singing Irish ballads l never heard before but never forgot about afterward. It was as if the town had always been there. In my ignorance, I had just stumbled upon it while never knowing any place like it ever existed. It told a story older than my home country. There was no need for anyone to tell that story. It was just there and it told itself.
By David Kilby4 years ago in Wander
Are we still allowed to enjoy the moment?
This weekend I took the time to fully immerse myself into what makes me dream with my eyes fully open. The sea has been a trustful companion in my life’s journey, it’s my confidant, my shelter, like I love to call it, a companion in my madness.
By Giovanni Profeta4 years ago in Wander
Why move from Philadelphia to Vilcabamba (a tiny village) in Ecuador?
I’ve opted out of the rat race and I don’t regret it! At — all. Seriously! After 5 years of living in New York City, and a year of living in the city of Philadelphia, I knew I was done with living in big cities.
By thewellnessxplora4 years ago in Wander
A Fall Vignette in East Clear Creek
Across the water from the squeaking red boats, there is a bank of reeds rustling in the wind. It doesn't take much to move them—just a little breath, a small breeze. They show no discernible difference from the colors of summer, and their green bodies dance in a uniform swaying motion. Above them, the striated rock stands silent guard. The pain that sandstone has had to endure is obvious: weathering, cobbled blocks, where cuts dash back and forth along their faces. The sun comes out every few moments, poking its face from behind a puffy cloud and going away again. When airplanes fly overhead, the firmament sounds muffled and toned-down, about to sleep. Fall has arrived at East Clear Creek.
By Sarahmarie Specht-Bird4 years ago in Wander
The Golden Temple of Amritsar Then and Now
Part of me is optimistic about the state of the Golden Temple. Not to be overly revisionist or reductionist in my opinion on the place, I like to remind myself that politics, ideology, and the like have always been at work in the world of the Harimandir Sahib. Problems apparent now are probably just a trade-off for problems of the past. But there is one thing that I cannot shake: the brash lack of care for our material heritage as seen in the conservation or otherwise of the buildings and art in and around Darbar Sahib.
By manan yadav 4 years ago in Wander
Remote Work by Travelling Changed Me a Lot, and I Love It
I started in July last year. My first stop was Zaporizhia in Ukraine. Don't think that I chose this city for its history, nature, or entertainment life. My wife's family lives there. Let's say that we went for a visit, but we can still consider it the beginning of everything.
By Selçuk Sevindik4 years ago in Wander
