We stood at the back of a jeep and clung on for dear life as it nosedived into steep slopes and bounced around the rolling terrain. All the while, sand flew around us and caked us in a thin layer of sand-sweat icing.
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a blog by Julia Escano
We stood at the back of a jeep and clung on for dear life as it nosedived into steep slopes and bounced around the rolling terrain. All the while, sand flew around us and caked us in a thin layer of sand-sweat icing.
Read MoreI woke up early that morning with some jitters in my belly. I would be snorkeling with sea lions today. And while I’m never one to say no to adventure, I always find myself asking “Is this going to kill me?”.
Read MoreThe heat hit me like a brick wall the moment I exited the San Jose del Cabo Airport. I heard Mexico’s air was supposed to be dry, but the humidity was so thick it felt solid when I breathed. All too familiar, I thought. Like I was back home again.
Read MoreIt was too short. That sums up my visit of Kyoto. Bad weather on top of tight viewing schedules and complicated bus transfers resulted in only a few hours in the city. Thus we missed the Fushimi Inari Shrine, the long stretch of beautiful, red torii gates, and the Arashiyama Bamboo Grove – two of Kyoto’s…
Read MoreA gust of wind hit my face like a sharp slap as I stepped out of the warmth of New Osaka Hotel. The morning was blustery, almost 0 degrees C, a true winter morning. We marched to the Shin-Osaka Station across the street, gloved hands in pockets and heads bowed against the cold.
Read MoreEighteen months. That’s how long it’s been since these photos were taken. Too long ago, to be honest. I’d much rather be back here now, staring out the Shinkansen window at the blazing countryside, seeing the face Japan takes for late Spring.
Read More“It’s so cute, I want to squeeze it!” I believe those were my first words to Sandy the first time we took a walk around his hometown of Salt Spring Island. I also remembered saying “I feel like I’m in Stars Hollow!” and “Your whole town looks like a pretty movie set!” Suffice it to…
Read MoreI stared up the rock bluff, an “in your face!” finale to the tough hike I’ve had. After two hours, Sandy and I were almost at the summit of the Prairie View Mountain Trail in Kananaskis Country, Alberta. My legs were raging, my chest was tight, and my sides were in stitches, but I had…
Read MoreThick fog nestled lazily on Salt Spring Island’s fields the morning we left for Calgary, as if they slept on a cradle of land. The sky was as blue as ever and the air sharp and nippy. Everything had a whisper of freshness and light, a hint of quiet awakening.
Read MoreThere were tiny knots in my stomach as I watched Bali’s landscape morph from the concrete blocks of the urban jungle into green pastures and rice fields of the countryside. With every corner we turned I felt the ropes of comfort thin out and stretch, getting ready to snap at any moment.
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