The rush of Vintgar Gorge

There is a whisper of water that gently mists my face, speckling my glasses as I make my way towards the quiet roar a few feet away. I breathe in the fresh Slovenian air, and let the sheer beauty of the clear Radovna River cascading down, down, down into a rainbow, against a blue morning skyContinue reading “The rush of Vintgar Gorge”

Finding peace in Piran

I sit in the front passenger seat of the white Roundabout van as we whir through the Slovenian countryside, passing the lush green rolling hills and striking vistas of the Karst region (and where we had just explored the Škocjan Cave) and criss-cross between towering mountains. We go through a tunnel and in an instant,Continue reading “Finding peace in Piran”

In Earth’s belly: the Škocjan Cave

The droplets of water plunk down from the damp ceiling, ploink. Ploink. It sounds like a dripping faucet in a vacuum of silence as we all stand, meters below the surface of the earth, eyes adjusting to the nearly black surroundings. Ploink. Ploink. Ploink. It’s cold down here. Far colder than the day I envisionedContinue reading “In Earth’s belly: the Škocjan Cave”

Behind bars in Ljubljana: Hostel Celica review

You’d think sleeping inside a former military prison would be creepy. I even ask the manager of the property as she guides me down the dark, damp stairs to where solitary confinement used to be, a stone cave-like basement, if it is haunted. She chuckles and responds with a simple “no.” In fact, other thanContinue reading “Behind bars in Ljubljana: Hostel Celica review”

Mourning and the Adriatic

One of the last memories I have of the Adriatic Sea is standing on its rocky shore in Trogir, Croatia, bending down and picking up a smooth stone to take back to America with me. To place on my grandmother’s freshly dug grave. It was a beautiful day in September. Blue sky. Bluer water. And,Continue reading “Mourning and the Adriatic”

The battle for hope in Hebron: the dual narrative tour

A loud bang permeates the air, reverberating through the empty spaces in the crowded desert city. We jump, but not too much. A few hours earlier, our group of 13 had been warned in the afternoons that Palestinian protestors often take to the streets, and, in response, the Israeli army will fire something which emitsContinue reading “The battle for hope in Hebron: the dual narrative tour”

Where to stay in Jerusalem: Abraham Hostel

When it comes to hostels, I tend to think bigger isn’t better. Why? Well, in my experience, the more people crammed into hostels, the more chances of loud, obnoxiousness (although those travelers can be found everywhere, regardless), and a less safe vibe. Before arriving to Israel, I had planned on staying at Abraham Hostel, despiteContinue reading “Where to stay in Jerusalem: Abraham Hostel”

Behind the wall of Bethlehem

We see it before we even “arrive” to Bethlehem, a massive, concrete wall spanning as far as the eye can see, rolling up and down hills and into the horizon. On top of the wall rest lookout towers, barbed wire and remote-controlled machine guns. As I pull the rental car I am driving up toContinue reading “Behind the wall of Bethlehem”

Driving in Israel

I tentatively press my foot on the gas in the black Mazda. Oh so tentatively. “Oh my god,” I saw to Giselle and Cody, who somehow have agreed to be willing participants in the Great Israeli Driving Experience (which I totally just made up). “I cannot believe we are renting a car. I cannot believeContinue reading “Driving in Israel”

Airport security and Israel

I’ve been to Israel three times now — twice in the span of one year. Other than getting asked if it is safe to travel there (yes, it is and a blog post is coming), I get asked about the interrogation process entering and leaving the country. If you’re planning a trip to Israel, thereContinue reading “Airport security and Israel”