By Vahishta Mistry
The light from the headlamps of my car picks out the yellow lines in the road and, a moment later, a strange white glow on the sides of the road. Everything else outside my windscreen is black: the tar on the road and the dark of the night have merged into a single opaque mass. …
There are many New Yorks, hidden away in the five boroughs that make up the geographical area of what we call the Big Apple – the city that never sleeps, New York City. Some of these iterations of the city take on a more flamboyant avatar, borrowed from the styles of its denizens. These are the …
As of November 22, I was on the road for six months. I can barely recognize the person I used to be. Physically, I am thinner, made lean by a strict diet (enforced by my budget) and long hikes almost every weekend. Not to mention, of course, all the lugging around of my 50-kilo backpack! …
Almost everyone who’s been following me will know by now that I’m back in Mumbai, after a hearty San Francisco pause. I’ve been remiss in updating this blog, mainly because I’ve been writing this post in stages, as a form of grief management. Every picture, every word every memory I have of that city on the …
Before I started traveling, I really didn’t think about how much my food costs. A $100 meal once a week was probably an average – and even regular meals at home were on the expensive side. Not to mention the fact that I’d cook huge amounts and invariably end up wasting some as well. There’s …
Thanks to a strained knee, I couldn’t go on too many hikes after Canyonlands National Park – so Sam and I decided to take a day-long road trip out of Bryce Canyon National Park along Scenic Route 12 through the Escalante Grand Staircase National Monument. The Wikipedia entry on it is quite dry and doesn’t …
As much as I dislike clichés, I have to make a very clichéd disclaimer at the beginning of this post: No matter what anyone ever tells you about Burning Man, or whatever you read, it will never be the same as you experiencing it. Also, every experience of Burning Man is unique. So my account …
Utah was always going to be the venue for most of my camping in the US. Something about the rocky, rugged mountains and deserts spoke to me, called out to me. My journey to Southern Utah and its many national parks has already been chronicled, but I’ve missed out on sharing some important highlights. One …
I’ve always been skeptical about everything. There’s always been an innate distrust of coincidence, in my life. Perhaps it comes from a constantly questing nature, the need to probe and push and try and figure out why something happened the way it did, rather than accept that it was ‘fate’ or luck. But I have …
For as long as I can remember, the desktop picture on my home computer has been a weathered, eroded arch of red stone. It’s a feature of the landscape in southern Utah, where wind and water have sculpted stone over millions of years into an alien and unrecognizable landscape. Every time I’ve reinstalled Windows or …