The bees try really hard to protect their hive and their honey, and maybe that is part of why Osvaldo identifies the activity as theft. For him, it would be the same with cows, sheep, silk worms or oysters. We are the species specialized in taking. Over a lifetime, we take much more than we give, and though we are capable of giving, we rarely do.
The story of the long, convoluted journey ending with the birth of our second daughter.
I like Lebanon, emerging from the sectarian mess is a picturesque landscape that combines the inviting Mediterranean with what can only be called Levantine Alpine, snowy peaks, limestone walls and Cedar forests. As a tourist destination, Lebanon stands alone in the region providing even the most experienced traveler a glimpse of something totally unique, where culture, history and geography blend a fascinating fabric of existence.
Ten years, six continents, 100 countries, seven bicycles, 78 flat tires and 10,200 kilometers later Furtemba’s ride around the world is in full swing and will continue until 2020 when he will have pedaled through 151 countries on this massive planet. In this interview, learn what motivates the Sherpa to keep pushing the pedals.
Here’s my first impression of arriving in Liberia, including observations of Monrovia’s Temple of Grayskull, pricey salads, and Lebanese who love Bon Jovi.
Life is not always fair and the justice system is not user friendly, especially in the Ethiopian context. A week of mental anguish slowly turns into an unforgettable experience for Luke. All because of one teenager’s decision to cross the road at the wrong time.
What happens when a town becomes a city? And the local garbage heap sustains an array of people and animals? The answer lies in Dessie’s Waste Management solutions.
Dogs sense change. I get anxious when I see the crate move from the hallway to the patio, back to the hallway and then to the living room. I have bouts of shaking when the humans start acting like a surprise party is being planned, but nobody is willing to talk about it. We sense […]
I stepped through puddles of blood and gastric juices. Hundreds of bulls and heifers dotted the landscape. The sap of life leaked from their orifices and some still twitched with hopelessness. I watched these humans wrestle a heifer to the ground, battling with her until achieving total submission.
Climbing in Oman? This adventure will take you to three crags on a quest to reach the French Pillar on Jebel Misht, the highest free standing wall in Arabia.
Until now, only the monks and priests knew the secrets of the Adwa Mountains, now it’s up to the climbers to keep the secrets safe.
Zumra Nuru realized the disproportion of duties between his mother and father when he was four years old. A visionary, he often asked his parents why when his father’s work finished, his mother continued to work? Were they not a family?
“Our cultures are very different. The Europeans always want to see the action when they come to Christmas. And yet thousands of pilgrims who have walked hundreds of kilometers through the mountains just want to be here. They just want to be in Lalibela, they don’t want to see the priests, many don’t feel like they could obtain such a luxury.”
After another 8 feet, I reached the next chamber where Samy was wedged between the walls, smiling. I could no longer see the entrance to the cave and looking above resembled a narrow mouth of crooked teeth leading to an ever tighter esophagus, suffocating and desperate. I put my head into high gear, arm wrestling thoughts of claustrophobia. Thoughts are the catalyst for disasters in these types of situations, and steady breathing and silence are like medicine.
Once upon a time in the city of Harar, a goat gave birth to a man. The news of the half-goat-half-man traveled quickly through the tangled alleys of the old city center, the Jugal. These walls were erected by a Harari sultan to protect the city from invaders, and now the news of the birth of this crossbred wonder was trapped inside, like a ball in a pinball machine.
Saturday afternoons present a perfect opportunity to chew chat. And when the World Cup is beamed to every television in Africa, many East Africans see few options outweighing a good chat session and fútbol.
I wondered if it occurred to the driver that the dog had called out the prophet, and that dogs can’t be fooled by prophets and their second-rate miracles.
Javier was the last of a special breed of Patagón. He was as much a cowboy as a tour guide, he was as much a tropero, (local parlance for rancher) as he was a marketing director. And finally he was a pioneer, not in the “covered wagon” sense, but in the “break ground, sink-your-roots homesteader” sense.
Josh Lowry has gone down nearly every significant river in Chile and Argentina on his kayak and rafts. Now the Kayaking Legend has turned his efforts towards saving the pristine Puelo River which slices through the Patagonia, reaching the Pacific Ocean. I spent a week with the captain himself and you’ll see why I’d do it again.
Have you see the Lonely Planet guidebook for Colombia lately? For a country twice the size of Texas, the two hundred and something pages do not begin to represent the true tourist potential of this country. Still considered one of twenty most dangerous places in the world, the coverage given to Colombia by the ubiquitous […]
I can’t see the bottom of the black hole called the “Confidence Jump”, but I know if I throw myself into the black abyss I might come out on the other side. At least that’s what Campana, my guide, tells me. After all, he brought me to this juncture where a beautifully sculpted limestone slot […]
Until recently, I lived in San Antonio, and whenever I looked out my window I saw one of two things: buildings or live oak. And neither is very conducive to surfing. When I wanted to learn to surf, I instantly realized that I live in the wrong place, two hundred miles from any ocean and more […]
Tuve que continuar dos millas más por la carretera nacional I-40 antes de poder dar la vuelta hacia atrás. A la salida Wagon Wheel, regresé al café que había visto ubicado a lado de la carretera. Creía que era el pueblucho Cline’s Corner, donde el 285 se cruce con esta carretera I-40. Rápidamente, me di […]