
Let’s terrace the clouds
· by Lauren · in Peru, Travel Stories
This bus smells like I imagine alpaca farts must smell — a mix of ripe compost, dry grass, wet wool, and barnyard sweat. For the next six hours, I have no choice but to breathe it in. As we begin…
Delhi-Dally: The relief of being in India, the pain in Delhi
· by Todd · in India, Travel Stories
Speak no evil monkey, Gandhi Smirti, Delhi | Photo by Lauren Girardin We thought we’d be in Delhi for just two days, but it has taken us four to leave. At first, we are so happy to be back in…