Category Archive: Travel

North Sulawesi & Balinese Gluttony

After 4 weeks on Java participating in a researched based field school (which I will talk about in a later post), I flew to North Sulawesi for some good old fashioned solo meandering.… Continue reading

Jakarta and a Road Trip through West Java

 I can smell it as soon as I step off the plane. How could I forget? The sweet humid air like a pungent jungle flower never seen. A friend would later tell me… Continue reading

Thailand: cooking classes and scuba

    We’re coming home. In a sleep deprived stupor we have managed to waste the past 11 hours in the Seoul  Airport, too weary to make the effort to actually SEE Korea… Continue reading

Bali and Thailand

Uluwatu, Bali   “Should I feel bad, I just hit a monkey.” –Keegan “Keegan let’s go!” –Kristina “No! I’m staring down this monkey…”-Keegan You know when you’re struggling for that opener, like when… Continue reading

Nusa Lembongan, Indonesia

These are Keegan’s infamous quick facts, a man’s version of two weeks of travels. It was fun. ….end of story? From the Perhentian islands we made our way back to Kuala Lumpur where… Continue reading

Tsunami! Goodbye India Hello Beach!

  Last night I sat on a hill waiting for a tsunami. Wait. Hold the phone. How the heck does a tsunami hit the Himalayas!? Alas. It has been a while. Last I blogged… Continue reading

Monks, Nuns and Indian Rum!? : Macleod Ganj, home of the Dalai Lama

  My nun friends are going to miss me. And I will miss them. Mcleod Ganj has been a pretty lovely experience and much needed reprieve.  To backtrack, I’ve been in the home… Continue reading

Delhi and beyond…

We’ve found the cold. Admittedly where I am is not nearly as cold as where Keegan is heading as I type. We’re in the foothills of the Himalayas. The sun is shining on… Continue reading

Delhi and beyond…

We’ve found the cold. Admittedly where I am is not nearly as cold as where Keegan is heading as I type. We’re in the foothills of the Himalayas. The sun is shining on… Continue reading

Lush jungles and spice plantations: Kerala. But we want the beach!

Mom, I’m alive, not lying in an Indian ditch. Where to begin? India is exhausting, I can’t even keep up in my journal. I have to write it in point form. So without… Continue reading