When I heard that the oldest continuously active community of practicing Spiritualists was along the route of my road trip through the American South East, I of course had to plan to stop and visit. Cassadaga, Florida, is a tiny community off Highway 4, about an hour north of Orlando. Founded during the peak ofContinue reading “Channeling Cassadaga: Lunchtime in the “Psychic Capital of the World””
In my last post, I described some of my personally observed critiques related to the global Eco-Tourism industry. As much as I love travel, I also understand the contradictions between experience and knowledge; and am deeply aware of the privilege associated with the capacity to cross oceans and borders freely, where I enter other landsContinue reading “Three Low Impact Eco Adventures into the American South East”
A steely sky cracked to release faint rays of sunlight, but the low swirling clouds and the peaks of the Dinarides consumed most of the warmth. It was only 9am. I was already chilled after my four kilometer walk in the light rain from the hostel to the travel agency to join nearly 100 otherContinue reading “Three Problems of Eco Tourism: A Barefoot Review”
All winter while cocooned between waiting out a pandemic on the planet, and struggling against an affordable housing crisis in the city, I read memoirs from other people in other times about their travels, and basked in the fantasy of another future ahead of me when I could once again return to unfamiliar lands andContinue reading “A Little Bit of Lexington”
“Twenty years from now, you will be more disappointed by the things you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.” Thanks, Mark Twain. Let’s get started.