Manny and I received a kind note from Sonum, our hostess and guide during our stay at the Tibetan Settlements in Bylakuppe. At the time of our departure, we had spent much of several days in her company, given a walking tour of the monasteries and the farmlands in the area. We left a little …
The memories rise unbidden — they are always rising, bubbles of air surging from the depths to the surface of the sea; or stones borne skyward in similar offering, caught in the slow and seasonal currents of frost in farmer's fields — as if by some anti-gravitational magic, the memories rise out of some ancient …
The beauty of the subtropics — as I experienced them for years in Brazil, and on other journeys far and away… … and now I understand that I was making a home of the Earth, not a home of – Spencer, New York, where I was born at the foot of a minor tree-crowned mountain; …
I met Manny last night — the first time we have really sat down together since our return to the States. After 30 days of intense travel, having shared the floor of the experience, as it were, as well as visited the sky, it was an easy hour which stretched to two, speaking about nothing …
It is interesting that, in a country whose infrastructure is far less consistently developed than that of our own digital nation, I had far greater success in posting thoughts and impressions to this journal than I do now that I am home. Part of it is, of course, that the sheer volume of experiences, their …
Manny Muros: It is 4:30 am and I am at the Bangalore airport, tired, red-eyed, and feeling both completed and exhausted…. My heart is full of gratitude…. I had spent the previous night in a sleeper bus (12 hours) traveling from Goa to Bangalore….. I can feel my breath slow and calm, deep in my …
The grace of going away is that your eyes are refreshed for when you return. What you see once in your daily, then see again and again, gains a transparency, loses its edges, so that after a time it is no longer visible at all. This is to be expected: our senses are used to …
The weather having softened somewhat today, I fired up the R100 and took it out on the road to make sure my driving skills hadn't deteriorated. I pulled out into the correct lane — that would be the right one this side of Her Majesty's Commonwealth, I think. The shift from a 225cc buzzing insect …
Manny Muros: I had been looking forward to my time alone but I've had quite a bit of apprehension about it. I have never spent this much time on my own. The four weeks journeying with Mark have been amazingly special. It was great to share the intensity of the travel and the constant humorous …
It takes a lot of courage to stay in one’s job for many years, and it takes courage to begin relationships, more courage to try to make them work, and more courage yet to decide they have ended. It takes courage to face the challenges life brings to us.
How often are we fortunate enough to fly without clouds, to be up above the noise and jostling of the daily? How often is there nothing veiling the eyes?
What word to use to describe travel in India…? Imprecise? Is it a process of approximation? No, any word that scorns this travel is missing the heart of the matter, it is missing the syncopation that is dictated not by a metronome but by an emotional pulse that arrives precisely when it is supposed to, it is missing the …