I have a confession to make. I like glamping. I love glamping way more than I like camping. That’s mostly because I love beds and I love showers. I can do without those two things, but if you’re going to give me those comforts combined with nature intensive but modern conveniences lacking aspects of real camping, then I’ll be a real happy camper.
And that right there is the reason I fell in love with Inkaterra Hacienda Concepcion. Continue reading “An Adventure in the Amazon – My Stay at Inkaterra Hacienda Concepcion”
The sun had just barely broken over the horizon as we found our seat amongst the other tourists on PeruRail. Outside the window there were mountains all around us. Strong mountains, made of stone. Somewhere out there I knew the Incan Trail was just starting. Maybe the hikers were too, and after a little bit I thought maybe the hikers further along in the trail were just waking up, ready to finish up their long trek. There was a river beside the train, blinding in the sun, flowing around large stones that matched the mountains behind. We were traveling in The Valley, The Sacred Valley of the Incas, headed toward the most well known Incan creation: Machu Picchu. Continue reading “The Secrets of Machu Picchu”
I remember the first time I learned what UNESCO World Heritage sites were. It was somewhere around stair one billion and one in Sri Lanka’s Sigiria, and someone asked why we were torturing ourselves in that way. The response was, “it’s a World Herritage site.” And that was it. No more discussion necessary. After that arduous climb, I looked up the list on UNESCO’s site, and I learned that I had been to five of their locations before. Continue reading “Incan Ruins – How Looking at the Past Inspires Your Future”
The number of people who have addressed my plan of living out of a van in the past few weeks is incredible. Sure, I spam everyone I know trying to get my name out there, but the people who came to me in real life and addressed their concerns are amazing. These people actually care about my safety! But a lot of naysayers and supporters alike think that this choice is about the ever eternal search for “Finding Yourself.” But to me, that’s ridiculous. Continue reading “So Are You, Like, Finding Yourself? “
Last year at this time I found myself blessed with a random four day weekend (that actually fell on a weekend!) And it was such a miracle, that I called my mom as soon as I found out, and after a whopping five minutes I persuaded her to meet me in New Orleans. Continue reading “When you take your mother to New Orleans”
Ever since I was quite young, my Mom always wanted to go to Hawaii. Every single time the possibility of a vacation was brought up, CherBear would respond with the ever so hopeful “Hawaii?!” And every single time I’d respond with the ever so uninterested, “ugh, Australia? Europe? Anywhere but a beach?!”
Continue reading “The Hawaiian Islands are Calling”