Hikes, Hits and Highways
We’ve never hitchhiked before and it shows as I shrug my shoulders, shout, “Okay!” and send my backpack soaring into the bed of his truck.
Don’t Take My Word For It: A Travel Series
It’s now 2 a.m. and we’re sitting on the floor in between two train cars, drunk and laughing. Our party of three blossomed into a group of seven.
Welcome Home: My First Trip to Israel
The trip ends but I stay, housed in a small apartment with an eighty-four-year-old woman who speaks no English.