Antarctica and The Art of Becoming Insignificant – Beyonder
Antarctica. Traveling to this seventh continent is a crash course in The Art of Becoming Insignificant. This is a snapshot of the crash course that I had taken on this...
Antarctica. Traveling to this seventh continent is a crash course in The Art of Becoming Insignificant. This is a snapshot of the crash course that I had taken on this...
Argentina: From Tagore’s Buenos Aires to the Train in the Clouds A journey across jungles, deserts, wine valleys and mountains painted by time There are some countries you visit. And then there are countries that rearrange your internal compass. Argentina belongs firmly in the second category. This journey begins in the elegant avenues of Buenos Aires, wanders through...
Buenos Aires: Tango, Tagore and the Beautiful Chaos of Argentina’s Capital There are cities that introduce themselves politely. Buenos Aires does not. It grabs you by the collar, pours you a glass of wine, puts a bandoneón in your ear, and whispers something dramatic about love, politics, poetry, and heartbreak. This is a city that feels like...
Lake Titicaca in Southern Peru is a place, a revered place, where Water Becomes Memory. I accessed it from the small town of Puno.
Nazca Lines are the desert's giant secret written for the sky. Some places whisper history... Nazca shouts it across 450 square kilometers of desert. Lines. Spirals. Trapezoids. Animals. Strange figures. All carved into the ochre floor of southern Peru sometime between 500 BCE and 500 CE. From the ground, they are almost invisible. But from the sky, they explode...
Porto is a small city in Portugal, where the river remembers, and the wine makes sure you do too... I had just finished an absolutely fantastic, terribly cold trip in the surreally beautiful and wild Greenland. After that, I needed warmth. Not the Instagram sort. The real kind. The kind that seeps back into bones that have...
Greenland is a place where beauty has teeth... Greenland didn’t try to impress me.It didn’t perform... Nor did it soften the edges. It simply existed — vast, aloof, devastatingly beautiful. A place so remote and so unforgiving that it rewired my idea of beauty itself. This wasn’t beauty meant to be consumed or Instagram-med. This was beauty that...
Azores Islands is a place Where the Earth Still Has a Pulse. Some places whisper. Some places shout. The Azores do neither. They breathe. You hear it in the hiss of steam escaping the ground. In the slow, deliberate sigh of the Atlantic pounding black lava shores. In the way the land feels… Warm. Alive. Slightly restless. As...
Borneo. Heard of it? Of course you have. Considered going? Probably not. And that, is precisely its charm.
I had heard of it too. Everyone has. It floats around in our collective imagination like a half-remembered bedtime story — dark rainforests, head-hunting tribes, orangutans swinging through mist, maps with more ‘green’ than roads. But travel there? Honestly, it...