Africa
The Water That Wasn’t There
The bus from Agadir to Dakhla took twenty-one hours. I sat near the front, watching the landscape through the windshield and talking…
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Perspective
Africa
Getting Lost in Fes
Fes does not unfold politely. It arrives as alleys, voices, scooters, donkeys, cedar, leather, bread and the persistent suspicion that you have…
Africa
I Used to Think Freedom Meant Leaving
For a long time, I confused freedom with distance. The farther I could get from home, the freer I felt. A one-way…
Africa
A Few Blue Days in Chefchaouen
Chefchaouen was the sort of place that made it difficult to walk in a straight line. I would turn down one blue…
Explore
I Found My Career by Leaving Home
When I finished studying economics and business, I had no clear idea what I wanted to do for a living. I did…
Africa
I Kept Going Back to the Same Café in Merzouga
I reached Merzouga after a long drive south through Morocco. I spent a few days near the edge of the Sahara, walking…
Africa
Back in Africa, Paying Attention Again
A week into my fourth trip to Africa, I was sitting in Chefchaouen trying to work out why being back felt so…
Europe
Positano Has No Interest in Being Convenient
Positano is absurdly beautiful and mildly inconvenient, which may be the most honest thing about it. The town appears to have been…
Become
Stavanger Before the Cliff
Preikestolen gets the photograph. Stavanger makes the trip around it worth taking. The city sits on Norway’s southwest coast, close enough to…
Europe
Three Portugals in One Trip
Lisbon, Porto and Lagos belong to the same country, but they do not ask the same thing from a day. Lisbon runs…