New Brandy

By Tej Rae Wake to the smell of paper burning. Ashy and wooden, it settles on your bedsheets and hints redemption. Boil the water in the electric kettle and watch the white rocks of lime sink to the bottom. Stir in the Ricoffy granules. Your plane landed late last night and you walked down the…

The Crazy Traffic Of Nicaragua

By Marlon Porter Central American cabbies are the best drivers in the world.  Who else can drive stick shift, talk on the phone with one hand, drink a Fresca with the other, dance to the radio with their feet and curse at other drivers all at the same time? Well come to think of it…every…

In the Peat

by Dan Fuchs The night Laurelyn and I planned our Ireland trip was the same night I came to understand she no longer loved me and never would again.  We were out for dinner not far from our apartment in Madrid, at a place we’d wanted to try for a while on the Traviesa del…

We Met

by Boshra Rasti-Ghalati They say hot air rises and now I know with a certainty that it does. You can see the steam rise, rise, rise up to the wooden ceiling. I am watching her breath heavily. She is naked, a towel wrapped around her. Sweat beading down her neck, lodging right in the middle…

The Beard’s Doppelganger

by Theodore L Clemens Da Lat was my first stop after Saigon. And it couldn’t have been more different. Sure, I was still in Vietnam and the people were still Vietnamese, but geographically, municipally, even meteorologically, the two cities were diametrically opposed. In Saigon (which almost no one south of the old demilitarized-zone calls Ho…

Hue, the Imperial City

By Harlow Covington, Esq. James Jackson arrived in Hue by way of Hoi An. Along with some fifty or so other backpackers and adventurers, he made his way across the Hai Van Pass—a serpentine road carving its way through the mountains. Going South to North, as James Jackson was, the mountains were on his left;…

Peeking Through Windows

By Denise Martin Turning onto Caxton Street, the cab driver makes a quick right onto a dramatic carriageway lined by a vibrant, colorful English garden courtyard leading to the main entrance of the iconic St. Ermin’s Hotel in Westminster, London.      Gazing at the Queen Anne style red brick and pink sandstone building, I imagine what…

Love What I Write Instead

by Alexandra Donchuk “… flight FC1701 to Katowice now boarding, please proceed to Gate 15. Dear passengers…” The airport buzz is familiar and strange at the same time. No matter how often you travel, be it for a business meeting every week in a city two hours up north or for a vacation once a…

Guest Post: Rumina in Denmark

My journey abroad began almost 8 years ago when I was just 18! Can you believe it? Because right now, I can’t. I always knew I would study abroad, in fact, I was planning to go for an exchange year already in high-school. So, for the longest time, the only thought I had in my…

Guest Post: My Experience, by Zsuzsa Varga

Dubai, Uae Why should you move abroad? This is not really a question. If you are looking for new adventures, new career, new friends, new environment…any or all of the above, go for it! I left my home country more than 7 years ago for a job opportunity. Although it was in the same company…