For one brief glimmering moment it was great. There was this delightfully odd lightness to my shoulders that I hadn’t felt in two years and I was actually gliding along the sidewalk on my way into Orlando International Airport. I glance down and step lightly over a crack in the sidewalk—a tiny crack to be honest; …
Two years ago today, I posted one of the first posts here on A Little Adrift: A Little Inspiration… My Ah-Hah Moment. It took every ounce of willpower in my being to link to that post without editing and changing it first (ok, I admit that I edited out a part that sounded incredibly snotty and …
I beg you to look at this ancient bronze parade chariot from the 6th century BC and not be wowed; it’s inlaid with ivory and stands as one of the coolest things I saw at The Met in New York City. Museums are one of those things that can be really hit or miss . …
Countries are built to make their own citizens more comfortable—there’s a quote somewhere out there about that and it so clearly rings true over and over again whether I’m home or on the road. One of the common refrains from foreign backpackers I meet is a critical eye toward the huge food portion size in …
The thatch roofed houses peppering the sea of emerald grass fields seems so oddly reminiscent of another era but yet are actually still found in areas all Ireland. Landing on the Aran Islands off of the west coast of Ireland is like taking a full leap into a small and traditional pocket of intensely Irish culture. …
Spotting a huge mulberry tree on the side of the road after hours (okay, barely two hours really) of biking uphill read like salvation—like a thirsty man in the desert spotting a mirage this seemed too good to be true. It was hot, I was sick and forced to pull over frequently during the bike …
When you travel the world, you discover all kinds of new things: new dishes, new festivals, new cultures, new friends. The list is endless—it’s a parade of new things. Include sweet treats! Sure, over the years I’ve found my favorite signature dishes that I will forever love thanks to sampling them in a new country—some …
I winced as I took my first sip of the jet-black Bosnian coffee—it was certainly not your average American brew! My couchsurfing hosts in Sarajevo, Furkan and his roommates Anida and Sidak, decided that I couldn’t leave Sarajevo without stopping in the Turkish quarter for a traditional Bosnian coffee complete with Turkish Delight. They were …