In between morning and afternoon samu, I usually have a few breaks where I can go hiking through the mountains or biking to the sea. Sometimes, I just chill over tea with the monks.
It might seem like a given now that we can go to our local department store or boutique and buy $2 bracelets made in Kenya or head over to the mall for $9.99 dresses from H&M. We’ve somehow been conditioned to expect extremely low prices without a second thought.
While Berlin’s creative smorgasbord lures people into the city, there’s an increasingly powerful feeling among young Brits that their own homeland is pushing them away.
“Our life hasn’t changed a lot. I just want Greece to be its own country again—autonomous from the rest of Europe. I want us to have our own laws and to govern our own land. We don't all have to be sheep, herded into the same field. We're Greeks, not sheep."
While it's true that trawling destroys the seabed—and that is indisputable—the greater problem here is a collapse of the fish stocks in general. It didn’t matter what gear the people were using, as no one was really catching anything. And, without fish there was no income, no rent money, and no food.
About two hours into our journey to Pokhara, we passed by another typical Nepali village, with the exception that everyone seemed to be standing outside. Suddenly, I saw men in the street waving their hands at the bus to stop.
Why did I want to talk to the women? If I was interested in immigration, shouldn’t I be talking to the Burgers themselves?
The clay tagine pots are ubiquitous but what is under them varies wildly, from the horribly average tourist tagine pap to the spicy individual flavors of the nation’s proud dish well done...Yahya’s techniques are so intricate that some people accuse him of using lasers to cut his lamps.The uniformity Yahya has worked with his team to achieve is the key to his success: his designs look near impossible to reproduce by hand
They were practically begging Pachamama to save the remainder of their crop as they shook beer bottles, popped them open like champagne, and sprayed the foam over the quinoa.
When we visited the Eiffel Tower, I noticed groups of women around my age, going person to person with blue vests and clipboards, asking, “Spake English?”
After several minutes of winding our way across a little river and through a forest of mango trees, we arrive at a small, open shanty that smells sweet, sticky, and moist
I spend half my days in the humble "Telecenter," observing young Penan boys as they meander on Facebook; I spend the other half meandering through the surrounding rivers and forests, engaging in the everyday work—and profound pleasure—of jungle life
I had a question for myself, a simple one that, to most readers, would appear to have been answered long before I ever got on one flight to Siberia, let alone two: What am I doing?
The diminutive, trembling woman in the dressing gown seemed incongruous with his memories of a fiercely independent single mother, soigné and elegant in the little confected velvet hats she fabricated herself
When I first arrived in Yangon, my friends and I would sometimes joke about the dogs we’d see hurrying down the street, pretending that they were all late for a very important meeting
He was one of the Americans of Oflag 64 who called himself a Kriegy, from the German "Kriegsgefangenen," meaning "prisoners of war"
But in April 1975, news of the American disengagement from Vietnam spread. People poured southward like sand down an hourglass—inefficiently, but with a weight great enough to crush
We got to talking, and they said they were moving to Beijing. “That’s where the art is, mate. It’s like Paris in the twenties, blank slate. You’ve got to check it out”
We were bang on time for our application appointment, and approached the desk on our best behavior. The woman behind the desk looked like she’d already seen too many people that day. She was unimpressed by my neat handwriting