This week has been hard for me to process. Even though I’m halfway around the world, living life in a very different reality, this week felt like someone punched me…
A weekend adventure led to Paranapiacaba, an old train outpost that is enveloped in a thick white fog on most days. Behind the thick curtain lie train carcasses and a…
People often say, oh, I´m from the interior of São Paulo, and leave it at that. Easter brought my first day of vacation in Brazil, and with it, a trip…
Going through pictures the other day made me stop and think about the incredible experiences I have had and how lucky I am to have been able to have them. …
Being back in São Paulo seems like a flashback sometimes. Despite the fact that the city is one of the largest in the world, I seem to keep stumbling upon…
Everything in planned in Singapore: where you put military training, the show farms, the university, the houses and the cemeteries. You can’t have cemeteries near the people because that is…
Driving into Delhi from the airport was a welcome break from the hectic-ness of Mumbai. The first thing I noticed was how green it was. Finding green in Mumbai is…
My travels have taken me far and wide, across continents and across the globe, but I think I have the tendency to forget that there are places in my own…
Some of the most inspiring, tragic, incredible photographs to look at are those of people; portraits. They are raw and telling. And some of the hardest to take. To capture…
Calmer chaos would be how I would describe Rajasthan. After Mumbai, everything seems calm. I guess it seems more like ‘real’ India, but then again, Mumbai is considered the most cosmopolitan city…
The local is the lifeblood of Mumbai. Three lines transecting the island, the place where people from all walks of life come together, pushing, fighting, clambering to get onto the…
As the train races across the landscape, swaying side –to-side, a constant reminder of my means of travel and where I am, I can’t help but notice how dark the…
The Olympics and my own journey to be active in Mumbai have made me realize just how much I miss rowing. This is a piece I wrote and shot for…
I realized in the rickshaw ride home today why I want to work on development and transportation at the supranational level. I don’t think I could stand to work and…
Matheran, a hill station a few hours outside of Bombay, was a quick weekend trip up into a place where cars aren’t allowed and the only means of access are…
It has been five years, one week and three days since I returned to the US from my year abroad in the Czech Republic. I was 16 years old, not…
There seems to be a theme in what I write about here, but in a city like Mumbai, you need a break from the chaos on a pretty regular basis.…
Ever since I landed in Mumbai, images of Hanoi and Vietnam have been running like a slideshow through my head. I don’t know if it is because of being back…
Unlike Bombay, Nasik is a small town of only 1.5 million people. The traffic is less crazy, the motorcycles are more prevalent, the streets are cleaner. The barriers in the…
In about 2 hours, I will have been here in Mumbai for a week. It has been an interesting week to say the least, filled with house hunting, rickshaws, cows…
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