I’ve been having some strange dreams lately. When I say ‘strange’, I refer to how vivid, surreal, and aesthetically beautiful these brief portraits have been. One of these dreams made me feel oddly emotional, while another one felt completely natural. How does any of this make sense? It all started three weeks ago, when I dreamt of … Continue reading
“You find yourself on the road.” “Traveling isn’t about exploring the world. It’s about exploring you.” Oh, really? Those are some of the words I’ve heard about travel in my life. I used to scoff at them, and in some ways I still do. Yet, I know while I set off to see new sights … Continue reading
It’s a boring Sunday night for me here in Madrid. It was only a couple of nights ago that I experienced my first encounter with being robbed, except I don’t really remember it at all. What I do remember is a precious belonging being there one minute, and being gone the next. My normal high-alert … Continue reading
One major repercussion, consequence, or benefit from traveling abroad is greater self-understanding – as well as an increased understanding of the world. Before traveling alone to Spain, I took many things for granted. I spent a couple of years trying to improve my personal relationships, to overcome the idiocy left behind from my teenage years, … Continue reading
This year could quite possibly be the craziest year of my life, in a good way. As it stands, there are a lot of uncertainties about this year: a possible trip back to Hollywood to actually be a part of something, the possibility for a year of international travel starting this upcoming September, a possible … Continue reading
The Rooted Traveller 