“I’ll believe we’re going to Afghanistan as soon as we start rolling down the runway.”
Rivers are the lifeblood of the planet, and the sculptors of mountains.
The museums of a country are said to reflect its culture.
His eyes brimmed over, even as he laughed at the realization’s awkward profundity.
My wife, Gay, and I just returned from a trip to Cameroon, during which we visited three different rivers.
Desert rendezvous, westbound; destination Pacific Ocean. Read the full article→
Travel for Dr. Bruce Hayward was about making deep connections with people and places. Read the full article→
I come to Big Bend to be alone. For years, people have told me why they do not come here. It is in Texas. It is a dead end with a long drive in and out. It can be very hot. It is a desert.
It started with a frustrated street vendor in Tunisia, who set himself on fire and ignited an Arab Spring.
Intoxicated by two red-eye flights and a 17-hour layover in Moscow, I arrived in Kyrgyzstan’s capital, Bishkek, at 5 a.m.
