“The mountains are calling, they always do.”
This earth-soul of mine wants to wander through its scars. In summer rain and narrow streets,
drops race down the window while good friends laugh.
The smell of cheese we bought from a village we passed lingers. A surprise awaits around every turn we take.
Nothing is ordinary; I thank God, for my senses are awake.
To see everything as light, to see that everything is a universe on its own, and together we are one."
-Barefoot Heart
Northern India
Jammu & Kashmir
South & Western India
Street
Pokhara & Himalayas
Kathmandu
Greece
Noir
OB House- Batoka Gorge, Zimbabwe
“Travel changes you. As you move through this life and this world you change things slightly, you leave marks behind, however small.
And in return, life-and travel- leaves marks on you.”
