Annecy, France
Writing about world travel, personal anecdotes and family genealogy.
At the Sofitel Luang Prabang
As mentioned in my previous post, after recovering 700 photos from my iPhone backup, I was able to remember what I actually did in Laos with my friend Richard (from Singapore). Some of the photos exhibit such glorious nature that I wanted to write another Laos post to share the beauty with you. The sad part of the story is that Laos has dangerous roads. Maybe taking public buses would have been safer than having a private driver? I’ll never know.
Read MoreI’m writing this post after having been back in the States for four solid months. I’m back to “normal life”. I still think about my trip every single day. I wonder what my goals are too, now that I’m in the city working. It took me a while to accept that I need to make time for writing. When I was traveling, it just came naturally and I genuinely loved it. I think it’s a sign that working in the city is pulling me away from doing the things I really love: traveling and writing.
Read MoreThe plan was for my final stint in Spain to end with an emotional experience that would rectify all of the dissonance I felt for the previous three weeks. In Spain, at this point, I had seen massive cities, mountain-side towns, mosques, cathedrals, forests, rivers, lakes, and everything in between. The one thing I had not experienced was making a new Spanish friend…
Read MoreMy final big city stop in Spain would be Seville. I thought if I could make up to Basque Country after Portugal, I would see San Sebastian and Bilbao. Alas, as you will soon find out, that did not happen. Visiting Seville satisfied a fifteen year dream of seeing the cities of Spain, implanted in my brain during my college years when friends returned from study abroad in Europe. Indeed their architectural beauty holds true. I believe Seville may have the most beautiful city center…
Read MoreNot to complain about visiting Spain in the summer or anything but, oh boy, does it get hot! After my time in the mountains in Alora, I was determined to spend more time in the mountains in Granada. This would be for the weekend of my birthday as well. I wanted a place with views and quiet so I could focus on catching up on my travel writing. I found what looked like a great hostel up in the mountains in the town of Quentar…
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