Like a drunken sailor trying to land a joke, none of the words coming out of my mouth made any sense – to anyone. Not to me. Not to anyone in line. And certainly not to the woman from whom I was trying to purchase a train ticket. She stared at me from behind her … More Vrot-swaf
With Britt’s work obligations completed, on Friday morning we boarded the Statens Järnvägar (Swedish State Railway) for Stockholm. Though we found the small town of Älmhult to be charming, we were very looking forward to ending the trip in Sweden’s Capitol. After four hours, and two near-vomiting accidents later (our seats were facing backwards, which … More Taste of Stockholm
Thanks to my severe case of motion sickness, which always ends with vomiting, I have found myself in some awkward situations. I’ve thrown up in countless movie theaters, trains, boats, even on one of the royal guards in England (who, due to the nature of the job, wasn’t able to move until his shift was … More Summit to Sea Level
This past week Britt and I took a break from the chaos of Delhi, and headed South to the state of Madhya Pradesh in central India for a tiger safari. We had the option to either take a two hour flight to Jabalpur, or to take a 17-hour train ride on the Gondwana Express. The … More Gondwana Express pt. 1, Delhi – Jabalpur
The Wild Rose 