Travel That Changes You

To the Lady Who’d Rather Gouge Her Eyes Out Than Visit Mexico

  As you’ve possibly noticed, we’re not in Mexico anymore. After 220 days exploring cities, towns, and villages, and eating possibly just as many tacos and tlayudas, Mexico is done…for now. Back in September, we left Prague after 15 months of using it as a base, and went to Oaxaca with a specific video project in mind. But …

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14 Minutes That Show Why Travel Matters

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Post-Humanist Berlin: The Holocaust Memorial, Berlin

When in Berlin a month or so ago, we visited what is colloquially known as that Holocaust Memorial in Berlin. Officially, it is the Memorial to the Murdered Jews of Europe: a confusing, concrete, and rather hostile collection of over 2,500 concrete blocks, all arranged in neat rows.   Designed by Peter Eisenman, an American architect, the holocaust memorial, according to Eisenman, is …

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On Racism, the Romani and Romania

Ba-boom-ba-boom-cla-clang. Ba-boom-ba-boom-cla-clang.  As our train heads north from Bucharest’s Gara de Nord train station, the rhythmic sounds of the train’s wheels fill our carriage. We’re in a second class compartment on our way to Transylvania, and the initial landscape leaves a lot to be desired: garbage is strewn across barren fields next to the tracks. Mangled plastic …

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Searching for Walter: Visiting Commonwealth War Graves in Belgium

Like many, I didn’t grow up hearing about war heroes or decorated men in my family from this war or that.  No one talked of gallant acts of bravery but there was always an underlying knowledge of brothers of my grandparents and why I only knew them by name and not in person.  I always …

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Entry gate to Auschwitz

Visiting Auschwitz Concentration Camp

Today we’re talking about Auschwitz, and I’m not going to lie…it’s going to be a tough one. No jokes here, kids. Just piles and piles of shit. I know, I know: I’m sorry about the foul language. I realize it’s crass, and unbecoming, and gosh darn unladylike. My grandmother would almost certainly be disappointed with …

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