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An Island in the Baltic Sea by Pamela Hensley

My cousin Martin lives a clay-tiled house on an island in the Baltic Sea. Set back from the road, or what they call a road, a single lane of concrete slabs placed one after the other an axle-width apart, the house is one of four or five on a stretch of land above the shore. […]

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Feathered Nights by Sofia Lavista

This must be the end of civilisation. The Argentinian pampas and clear sky stretch out to infinity. We are in the north-eastern province of Entre Ríos, which, as its name states, is sandwiched between two rivers: the Parana and the Uruguay. Until the late seventies, it was an isolated island of gauchos herding cattle. Still […]

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On a Terrace in Peru by Stacey Venzel

Mistakes abound when you’re frolicking in a foreign country. Language barriers, wrong turns and cultural faux pas are common threads between travelers. I once asked a waiter at a restaurant in Latin America if I should “sentirme” instead of “sentarme,” the difference between “feel myself” and “seat myself.” In Portugal, I took a path less […]

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Crossing the Gibb by Gillian Brown

‘Gooday! This is Radio 3JR. Y’all having a good time out there? Down the Gibb River Road. On the stations. As far as your ears can hear? Next up is Slim Dusty.’ As our 4×4 Toyota campervan judders over the corrugated dirt track, I turn up the volume. Australia’s brand of Country & Western fills […]

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Sweet Homes by David Joseph

Inspirational quotes line the walls at the entrance of the Apartheid Museum in Johannesburg, South Africa, but they don’t last. The deeper I walk, the further I’m delved into gruesome realities of the not-so-distant past. Twenty-four hours ago I was in the comfort of my mother’s suburban New Jersey home and now I’m slinking through […]

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Discovering Hến Rice in Central Việt Nam by Chris Galvin

Hà shook her head and frowned. “Don’t eat hến! You’ll get stomach ache. Even some Vietnamese people can’t eat it.” “I’ll be fine,” I said. “I really like hến clams. I just had some the other day.” “Really?” Hà’s eyes widened. “Where?” “On Trương Định Street, near my hotel. I went with Tuấn. In fact […]

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A Vision Called Tutotepec by Maricarmen Ferrant

Tutotepec, affectionately called “Tuto” by its handful of residents, is nestled among the many peaks of the Sierra Madre Oriental in the State of Hidalgo, Mexico. On our first trip way back in 1997, we felt as if we were embarking on an odyssey not at all sure we would we be able to find […]

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Burning My Boots in Cabo Fisterra by Gabriella Brand

“Come with me to the ends of the earth,” joked Miguel, a handsome Andalusian who was young enough to have been my son. “The ends of the earth?” I repeated, unsure if I had understood his rippling Spanish. We were strangers who had just met a few hours before. Both of us had taken shelter […]

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Vientiane: Then and Now by Barbara Amalberti

For days I had being sitting under the banana trees, in the lush garden of the small guesthouse, looking at the other side of the Mekong, where the elusive and forbidden country of Laos lay. I couldn’t help overhearing the conversation at the next table. Three young men, speaking with a variety of accents, were […]

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A Leaf on the Wind by Joel Hindson

“Méiyŏu.” The two syllables dropped like dead weights onto the ticket counter and my heart sank. My Chinese was rudimentary at best, but I had by then learnt the various meanings of ‘méiyŏu’: don’t have; cannot; not possible; end of the line, buddy; I don’t know, so stop bothering me. It usually was accompanied by […]

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