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.