In the North of India, lost somewhere in the heart of Rajasthan, near a tiny town with a single dirt road, I went looking for…
I’m going to be a boxer. I walk to town and ask my tailor to make me a baby blue bathrobe with a hood. This…
Nepal was the eighth and final country of our backpacking trip, and with the end looming like a Himalayan peak, Courtney and I were weary,…
After three days of a stomach bug, I was eager to leave the room in which I had been making close friends with the toilet…
Opening scene: Australia A beautiful young woman sits at her office cubicle longingly staring at a photo of the La Sagrada Familia on her computer…
I have a habit of getting into cars with strange men. And despite what your mother may have told you about such activities, I’ve had…
There is a fine line between discomfort and danger in the context of travel. Discomfort is that sexy stretching of one’s personal parameters in pursuit…
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…
The noise, the chaotic traffic that felt like a death-sentence every time I attempted to cross the road, the perpetually-burning incense: for me, India was…
“Dinner, madam?” A small frame stretched up and peered into my bed with inquisitive eyes as the Aravalli Range whipped past through the window behind…
“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…
The Indo-Japan Driver Exchange
Prologue Two lanky gentlemen are standing in a visa application line at the Japanese consulate in Delhi. Mr Sajjan: “Mr. Sharma, remind me again why…