As a traveler my kindness is what I have to give, and it feels good to give it, regardless of the outcome. And kindness often comes back to me.
Some of the meals I’ve eaten overseas rate among the most memorable in my life. But when I say “memorable” I don’t necessarily mean in a good way.
I’m pleased to debut The Lost Pilgrim “2.0”, the result of weeks’ worth of effort transforming the site into something more alive, expansive, and vital. Something that serves me. I think I’ve succeeded.
Along with self-knowledge the road has given me innumerable gifts of experience, from the mundane to the once-in-a-lifetime, from tragedy to triumph, and every point in between. It’s one thing to learn from these experiences, however. It’s another to learn what I’ve learned.
Walking in Mongolia’s Orkhon Valley, I watched a herd animal do something brave.
Of the 20-plus books I’ve read over the past year, four have had the biggest impact. Three of these were written by women.
The typical cliché used to describe people like me who go traveling for extended periods of time is to say that, “He is finding himself.” Setting aside the belittling way that expression is generally used – as if the instinct for self-discovery is to be mocked rather than celebrated – after almost 17 months on the road I’ve found the common idea of “finding oneself” to be totally inaccurate.
Two years ago, I changed forever. I had something i needed to let go of. Something very heavy. Not just externally but internally, as well. If I had known the gravity of what I’d be doing, I don’t know if I would have had the courage. But sometimes, “When I’m […]
In March, I visited the movie-set-turned-tourist-attraction of Hobbiton in Matamata, New Zealand. This was the actual location used for the filming of the “Lord of the Rings” and “Hobbit” trilogies.
Just over one year ago, on March 21, 2016, I began this journey. It’s difficult for me to wrap my head around the concept that it’s only been that long.