I fly in and out of Karachi like a whirlwind. The Pakistani International Airways flight is full to bursting, and I try to stamp down my claustrophobia as I take my seat, thankfully in the aisle. A man seated behind me chants in Arabic for most of the flight and then, on the shaky and somewhat dramatic descent, nonchalantly chats... Continue Reading →
My husband likes to plan travel around fitness. That is to say, around him competing in cycling races, triathlons, half marathons, etc. When he proposed going to the tiny town of Kufstein in Eastern Austria, so that he could compete in the local Radmarathon cycling race, I was initially a bit skeptical of what else... Continue Reading →
We set off for Lahore at six in the morning. Just me and my patient driver, who shares that he is used to these early morning trips out of the Islamabad and into Pakistan. The country begins outside the new, somewhat impersonal capital city and, despite the early hour, I'm excited to explore. Already, the sun is peeking up... Continue Reading →
Three weeks into our time in Islamabad has a science fiction quality to it. Have I time traveled swiftly into the future? Looking back, it feels like the days have flown by and suddenly I am here with new knowledge on how to get around, new favorite haunts, and new friends who are already familiar faces. Sometimes it... Continue Reading →
When we exit the Islamabad airport, the sun is already starting to rise turning the deep blue of twilight into gradient pinks along the far horizon. Our friend and a driver are diligently waiting for us outside arrivals, graciously picking us up at 4am. Despite the early hour and our long journey, we spend most... Continue Reading →
Happy Wanderings 