Breaking into Mexico: Get Ready for some Headspinning

I’m stepping onto the metro when three Mexican ladies half my height, making a triangle formation, push around me. It takes about two seconds onto the train, right after I breath, to realize my phone is gone from my left pocket. It’s surreal; the dirty lights of the train are flashing, it shakes as it … More Breaking into Mexico: Get Ready for some Headspinning

Finding Laos Part 1: Luang Prabang’s Manufactured Peace

There’s no place that manages the peace Luang Prabang does. Coming direct from Hanoi, it’s less like stepping into another country, more like drifting into a different dimension. I came from the city, from a 26 hour bus romp through the mountains, and suddenly I was in Lotus Land. I leave my guesthouse in the … More Finding Laos Part 1: Luang Prabang’s Manufactured Peace

3AM’s On Hanoi’s Carnival: And All This Will End Too, Right?

Hanoi’s 3 AM feeling. It greets you even in the middle of the night, bringing its best face and putting its best foot forward: The bus from Hue drops us off at 3AM, and after fighting off the near-swarm of Touk Touk “where you going where you going” drivers, we’re wandering the empty streets trying … More 3AM’s On Hanoi’s Carnival: And All This Will End Too, Right?

Cash Kings and Beach Dreams: What are you Travelling for Son, to Hanoi, to Ha Long?

And we begin where we ended: It’s morning number 3 of my first (of 3) Hanoi benders. My stomach is flipping as I’m flipping out, trying to move my check-out along so I can sort out my escalating bank problems. My wallet’s edging close to zero and a bus is almost here to take me … More Cash Kings and Beach Dreams: What are you Travelling for Son, to Hanoi, to Ha Long?

The Mornings After: Why The Election is Devastating To Me

I woke up Wednesday morning thinking it was gonna be a different kind of day. I’d been counting down the days towards America’s Election like it was Christmas—“just two more sleeps”—because I was sure it would end this nightmare farce of a year. I felt sure that, for all the noise and bluster and pain … More The Mornings After: Why The Election is Devastating To Me

I’m A Canadian Okay?Culture, Connections, and Home

Travelling on the long term does weird things to your psyche. You’ll be feeling exhilarated and terrified at the same time, spinning dancing while a cave’s where your stomach should be. You’ll see the most amazing things in the day and still wake up empty, aimless, and alone. It’s part of being uprooted. It’s something … More I’m A Canadian Okay?Culture, Connections, and Home

Me and The City: The End of China, And Why I Hate Shanghai

The energy begins hitting two blocks before, the crowds? One more later. And the turn onto Nanjing Road, wide and packed with shoppers and picture-snappers, along the stone balustrades and marble dragons of the French stones decked out with luxury brands and fast food signs. The concert in People’s Square and thirty-odd dancers and toysellers … More Me and The City: The End of China, And Why I Hate Shanghai