Day 263: The Road to Rio De Janeiro

Rio might just be the most beautiful city in the world. Like many beachside cities, it sports its crown jewel beaches with namesakes like Copacabana and Ipanema but the allure is the geology which makes it special. Looking similar to the karst limestone formations of northern Vietnam or southern Thailand, Rio sits in a cradle…

Day 223: Argentina- Tigre River Delta

"Daddy, I love it here. I wish we could stay here forever." Ava told us after having arrived in Tigre. After stepping off the Azamara Pursuit at 9:15 in the morning a few days ago, it was only a 20 minute walk to the train station for our next hop. We found a coffee shop…

Day 203: Beautiful Buenos Aires

A two hour hop to Heathrow from Berlin and another fourteen hour flight heralded that a new leg of world travel was about to begin. South America has always proved elusive. Visiting the americas during summers and Christmas meant catching up with family and friends and not leaving much time to explore our sister continent…

Day 170: Thanksgiving in Cyprus

Cyprus is the forlorn lovechild between Greece and Turkey. In 1974, Turkey invaded northern Cyprus as a deterrent to a coup supported by the Greeks and the island has since been effectively partitioned off into two separate territories with each country having a claim to the land either north or south of the jagged 'Green…

Day 148: From the Nothing Springs Dubai

"20 years ago, there was nothing here." Saaid, our Uber driver told me. "Like, which buildings, do you mean?" I asked looking out over the vast expanse of development and construction projects. "All of them." The rampant rise of turning a desert into a booming world economy that is hosting the World Expo next year…

Day 115: Sand boarding the Sahara

There's just something about the desert. Deserts are one of the most unforgiving and inhospitable landscapes on our mother earth. Not only can the heat peak over the 50 degree mark, erosion and weathering gives them an ephemerality that few environs have. Yet, walking around the sand, you start to notice things. Little scratches from…

Day 50: Sampling Intercourse in Vienna

"Are you ready for intercourse?" The waitress asked me. "Beg your pardon?" I kindly asked back. "Intercourse. Is your family ready for intercourse?" "I'm sorry, we didn't think this restaurant was that kind of place." I said while protectively eyeing my wife and daughter and shooting glimpses towards the bushes to see if I was…