Unless you’ve been living under a Facebook ban (don’t scoff, it’s a twice yearly occurrence for old confrontational Keith over here), you’d know that we…
After roughly 10 hours on the Amtrak train moving down the east coast from an intense week in San Francisco, we stepped out on the…
Pottering through a lively marketplace in the lakeside Indian town of Pushkar, I was seized around the elbow by the firm grip of a wily…
My Spanish teacher in Puerto Escondido dressed like the Fonz and liked to flaunt the collection of selfies on his blackberry. The photos were always edited in really outdated camera…
Photo by Karl Fredrickson. I’m an atheist. It’s never normally hard for me to admit that. But last time I settled myself in a city overseas,…
Cover by Takahiro Taguchi Dotombori, 10 pm. The street was neon-drenched and the soundtrack was synthetic saccharine J-pop. I stepped into a bar. “Irashaimase!”, shouted…
I arrived in Canada to begin what was to become my fourth snow season, but my first long-term solo overseas trip. I had no job…
Using my tweed blazer, online degree from the University of Metaphysical Sciences, and superior height, I convinced three of the mugs I was living with…
Seven months into a student exchange in Europe, and I’d only seen two Australians. One was guy who had little interest in reminiscing about our…
It’s my second day on the streets of Moscow and the dentist I think I’m booked in to see doesn’t exist. I walk with my…
“My name is Nirvana. I am 26 years old, and I am here to find the love of my life.” This is a sentence I…
I was sitting in the red sand of the desert not far from the border of Pakistan and India. All I could see in front…
