The ancient city of Porto, Portugal dates back to 300 B.C. with Roman settlements which used the city as a port town. The city breaths with history, ancient squares and once lavish neighborhoods now falling into ruin. The city…
Goals: Things I want to do before I’m 50.
I’ve never thought seriously about my travel goals. I’ve always had goals for what I wanted to accomplish but travel has always been a welcome surprise that I’ve taken in the moment, happy that I had the chance to expand…
Getting a Sak Yant tattoo: the sacred art of Thai Buddhist magic tattooing.
Through all of my adventures and travels I have never been able to commit to a tattoo. I have hundreds of ideas for tattoos and saved images tucked away in computer folders. But if I’m going to carry this around…
Fresh seafood and Rasta vibes on Railay Beach (Krabi Province), Thailand
Traveling to Railay Beach is like going to meet a Bond villain. The peninsula is divided from the mainland by a mountain range. So the only way on or off is by a wooden long-tail boat rigged with a full…
Fantastic pork knuckle (Khao Kha Moo) and other street food delights in Chiang Mai, Thailand
Whereas Bangkok can be an urban grind choked with traffic Chiang Mai opens up considerably. The town is much smaller and the city center is very pedestrian friendly. With less traffic to fight, the food can get more mobile. I…
Explore the Soi Rambuttri food market and more in Bangkok, Thailand
I came to Thailand with dreams of revelation. An openness to be transformed. The praise of those who’ve come before me ringing in my ears. I came to Thailand to eat. To get lost in the mysteries of unknown cuisines,…
Reflections on Bengaluru (Bangalore), India
I’m sitting on a deck overlooking the city sipping chai masala from a dixie-cup sized paper cup. A convocation of eagles swoops through the sky circling in groups across the skyline buzzing the mostly empty tables in search of an…
Dosa and sev puri in Bengaluru, India
I didn’t get out as much as I would have liked but I did get to try a few new local things that I can share. Chai Masala When it’s time for a short break at work the line forms…
It’s fucking cold in Chicago. But I love it anyway.
Chicago. It’s not Seattle. The streets are not crowded with wafer thin androgynous boys peeled from the shiny covers of fashion magazines. The thick moustache is still popular here. The people want to talk to you. They’re interested. Friendly but…