Go Now! Go Before It’s Gone! Listen to me. Look around you. WHat’s keeping you in place? Why are you here? … More Go Now. Go Before It’s Gone.
There is nothing more wild than the roar of an ocean you cannot see in the dark. … More Does Every Road Really Deserve a Chance?
I miss Anthony. And this is the real reason why… … More The Bourdain of My Travels
The edge of the precipice. A tornado of mist and white water crashing before me. It was time to say goodbye. … More A Farwell To Africa
The first time I visited Johannesburg, I saw a corpse. The second time, a part of the murderer. … More A Story Called Africa (A Werewolf In Johannesburg)
As I stood outside in the freezing Icelandic nights, waiting for the Northern Lights to materilaize, I realized this story would have a different ending. … More Iceland; Beyond The Northern Lights
Ernest Hemingway once wrote he never woke up in Africa feeling unhappy. But that day changed my mind about his quote forever. … More A Story Called Africa;
Even before arriving at Johannesburg, I was stressing out about everything that I had to do. And when I did get there I only found more things to worry about. I guess I had forgotten all about Mora Mora… … More A story Called Africa (Story I)
I’ve got a little problem; doing what I do scares me. And not doing it scares me even more. And this series is for those of us stuck in that no-man’s land. … More The Fear Series (I)
I’ve met the yellow people of my travels in the hills of Panama, in the plains of Patagonia and mountains … More The Yellow People of Travel