Bangladesh’s sour aftertaste

I may have spoken too song in singing the praises of Bangladesh. Or maybe it’s because I’m a stupid tourist. …but in my defense, nobody mentioned this in the guidebooks: I learned the hard way today that when you arrive in Bangladesh and take money...

Nostalgia in Chennai

My last few hours in one of my favorite countries has been a riot. It seems fitting that India wouldn’t let me down. Stephanie and I booked a flight out from Chennai to Sri Lanka at 10am the next morning, while Karen was flying out of Chennai to Kochin around...

Kya India?! 24 hr. car ride, scams, and Kashmir

The last 36 hours have been no less than a harrowing series of events and run-ins. For our last hours in Kathmandu, I got to head over to the suburbs of Chisablani to meet with a family that hosted my cousin when he was in Nepal last year. This was the same Sherpa...

Syria, Arab Spring, and Dubai

Syria: Not gonna happen. They’re not gonna let visa-less Americans through the border, and they won’t be issuing any new visas at the embassy for a few weeks. I tried. I failed. Wop Wop. Maybe next time. I ended up stopping by a protest, however, while on...