Oaxaca City is so beautiful. Alongside the physical beauty--of bountiful blue skies and bougainvilleas, cobblestones and colonial buildings--there is a strong indigenous presence in the city's culture and people. Then add in the stellar street food and markets, tacos and tlayudas--and Oaxaca takes it another level. I stayed in Oaxaca for a month to visit… Continue reading luna guide: oaxaca city, mexico
And the blog stops, again, in a blur of fun and happiness - I am someone who writes when the mood turns a little bittersweet. Otherwise, I am too busy laughing and dancing, and probably screaming, to scurry thoughts away on the page. I write my best when feeling only a tempered joy. Obviously I… Continue reading homething
Mornings are easygoing. I wake up at dawn, when the streetlamps are still shining orange; change into my yoga clothes (with little room for indecision between white t-shirts); walk a quiet two blocks to the yoga center, past neighbors picking up milk for that day's chai; and sit under palms and the rapidly lightening sky… Continue reading flowers & chai
Three of my favorite things (beginning with the letter t or otherwise) are temples, turmeric, and tamarind. Tours, though--not so much. Organized tours rarely feature in my travels because I don't like itineraries, historical dates, or being stuck in the guide's cousin's palm candy factory in the Mekong Delta. This weekend was an exception, as I… Continue reading temples & turmeric
I admit that part of India's magnetic appeal to me was its unavailability. When I was eighteen, I resigned to the fact that traveling there was out for the time being. Since then, I've gone backpacking solo from Burma to the Balkans with no qualms and minimal quibbles, but India's vastness and horror stories in… Continue reading mysore diaries
