Dispatches

36 Hours in Halifax: Finding Winter Romance in Nova Scotia

Snow. Bitter cold. Bleak landscapes. All things that spring to mind when imagining of winter in Canada. For many, the Atlantic Provinces may not top the list of winter getaways. But, unsurprisingly, Canadians are a hearty bunch. While tourist crowds thin out for the season, locals keep plugging along, embracing the cold with a bevy [...]

Touring the Contrast City of Mumbai, India

I’ve been to many countries around the world, but nothing could prepare me for the contrast that I was about to see in Mumbai. I say contrast because of the two extremes – tall modern sky scrapers, BMWs and businessmen you see roaming around the streets, to the extremely poor people, hanging out by the [...]

Lessons from a Volunteer in India: Be Careful What You Pack

Twenty-four hours and two plane rides later, we arrived at our hotel in Mumbai. We are staying at a YMCA International House, which, by the way, if you are ever looking for an economical, clean and modest place to stay while traveling to certain places overseas, I definitely recommend. My friend and co-worker Tom stayed [...]

36 Hours in Saint John: How to Love Being Snowbound in New Brunswick

Snow. Bitter cold. Bleak landscapes. All things that spring to mind when imagining of winter in Canada. For many, the Atlantic Provinces may not be tops on their list of winter getaway destinations. But, unsurprisingly, Canadians are a hearty bunch. While tourist crowds thin out for the season, locals keep plugging along, embracing the cold [...]

I’m Leaving on a Jet Plane … to India … with 6 Strangers

Tamara Kaftalovich is working with Maverick PR to assist ‘Sleeping Children Around the World (SCAW)’ in providing bedkits to needy children in India.

Exclusive Rome: Discovering The Vatican Necropolis

Kirsten Amor goes where few tourists ever venture for a rare glimpse into The Vatican Necropolis.

Buses, Bananas & Ball Sandwiches: 5 Tips to Discover the Caribbean’s True Flavor

Anyone can book a Caribbean resort, pack a couple trashy novels, smear on sunscreen and sit beachside for a week. It takes guts to forgo the constant stream of piña coladas and travel the islands like the locals do. Once you break free, you’re bound to find a true Caribbean adventure: colorful, varied, stunning and [...]

How to Chase Polar Bears Across the Canadian Subarctic – Final Day on the Tundra

Vagabondish.com editor, Mike Richard, spends five days on the Canadian tundra with adventure outfitters Natural Habitat Adventures in search of the Arctic’s greatest predator – the polar bear.

How to Chase Polar Bears Across the Canadian Subarctic – Part 2

After a quick breakfast at the Northern Nights Lodge, we set out before dawn to be the first rover out on the tundra. It’s a cooperative environment among fellow rover drivers to be sure, but there’s always a bit of unspoken competition. Baz is chomping at the bit when we arrive. I barely make the [...]

How (Not) to Chase Polar Bears Across the Canadian Subarctic – Part 1

Vagabondish.com editor, Mike Richard, spends five days on the Canadian tundra with adventure outfitters Natural Habitat Adventures in search of the Arctic’s greatest predator – the polar bear.

Going Home Again: 96 Hours in Fort Lauderdale, Florida (Day 3)

I awake just after dawn on Tuesday. Day 3. I’m up early for one reason: to drive 100 miles west into the heart of the swampy void of the Florida Everglades for an amazing eco-tour. The forecast is 75 degrees and plentiful sunshine. Big Bird’s gonna love this.

Going Home Again: 96 Hours in Fort Lauderdale, Florida (Day 2)

I awake in my hotel bed at the il Lugano surprisingly lucid. Bright eyed and bushy tailed as they say. Considering last night’s final act at Fat Tuesday, this surprises me. A quick weather check reveals that today will be a warm 80 degrees, but raining. But, like back home in New England, if you [...]

Going Home Again: 96 Hours in Fort Lauderdale, Florida (Day 1)

I left the hustle of sunny, downtown Fort Lauderdale, Florida almost two decades – a full twenty years – ago. It’s where I spent most of my formative years. It’s my second home of sorts. But I was just a boy then and that feels like a lifetime ago. So much time has passed and [...]

Never Look the Monkeys in the Eye (and Other Essential Tips from Kyoto’s Mount Arashiyama)

All around us, the forest breathed. Raindrops plonked against leaves. Neon-green moss coated the stones below my feet. For the first time in five days of Kyoto sightseeing, my two friends and I were alone: Just us, the trees, the mountain… and the monkeys. Maybe we should have noticed the lack of other visitors at [...]

Survivalist Housecats, Benadryl, and Political Turmoil: Riding Rails and Couches on a Circumnavigatory Amtrak Jaunt, Part 6

Western Endings About 100 miles into Montana I began to miss Julia’s charms: her strange questionings, even stranger opinions, her constant commentary during the two Paul Newman movies we watched, and her farewell meal of Hamburger Helper with rum and Cokes. It was a dial-toned Midwestern traveler, a kind of nemesis of people like Julia, [...]

Survivalist Housecats, Benadryl, and Political Turmoil: Riding Rails and Couches on a Circumnavigatory Amtrak Jaunt, Part 5

The Midwest “You’re going to like this place,” Dr. A said. “I think you could call it a down-home breakfast?” “Could I? I’m not sure what that means.” “It’s pretty much a restaurant in a house.” The entire family at this Indianan breakfast establishment was at work. Daughter serving, mom cooking, and I imagine grandpa [...]

Survivalist Housecats, Benadryl, and Political Turmoil: Riding Rails and Couches on a Circumnavigatory Amtrak Jaunt, Part 4

The Northeast Highway drivers are envious of rail. They’re like prisoners on litter duty watching a freedom parade of drunken, naked people go by. One hundred feet away from us, the highway cars are traveling in the same direction and at the same speed as this train. We’re neck and neck, but we maintain the [...]

The Peace of Negele Borena, Ethiopia

Yesterday morning I had three breakfasts. One, a cup of sweet, spiced tea at a restaurant with interwoven branches for a ceiling, colored umbrellas mounted on the walls, and birds chirping overhead. Two, more tea and spicy scrambled eggs, served under the faded awnings of a once-luxurious hotel.

Survivalist Housecats, Benadryl, and Political Turmoil: Riding Rails and Couches on a Circumnavigatory Amtrak Jaunt, Part 3

The South I arrived in Austin feeling like an angry bear with a NyQuil hangover and a 20-pound Cheeto on his back. The air was all wrong, too thick; this I knew even as an outsider. It was Hurricane Ike, stomping toward Houston, pushing gulf air west to Austin. And Hurricane Ike, though it faded [...]

Survivalist Housecats, Benadryl, and Political Turmoil: Riding Rails and Couches on a Circumnavigatory Amtrak Jaunt, Part 2

The Southwest We disembarked Amtrak shortly after midnight into the still-smoldering Tucson air, tired, misanthropic, and in my case, many whiskeys deep. I phoned our host, Becky, to let her know we’d arrived, though she was already in the station. Playing the is that you, the one on the phone game, we located each other. [...]

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