Prior to 1870, Chinese immigrants to the United States settled in San Francisco, Los Angeles, and Portland as these were the main points of entry from similar cities in China. What prompted their move eastward was a mix of adversity aimed at their communities and their aspiration to find opportunities to make it rich or at least become more . . .
I did not know what to expect prior to my first visit to Chile in 2007. A friend filled my mind with images of guerrillas, militiamen, curfews, and lawlessness. I was still nervous after disembarking, but as I walked towards immigration, the sight of the Andes caught my attention as the sky was reddish purple, the background had a few . . .
San Francisco is where I go to get lost and forget who I am and simply enjoy myself. The mix of ethnicities, religions, and orientations make me happy that such a place exists and ecstatic that Chilean-style empanadas and good Thai food can be purchased nearby. When I'm in town, I stay at a boutique hotel in the Tenderloin District. As . . .
Guayaquil & Galapagos Islands
I vividly remember the moment I witnessed a frustrated sea lion stare at a young man who had taken his place on a bench where he liked to sun bathe. After the boy ignored the sea lion's hint, the sea lion used his snout to slowly push the boy off the bench and then laid down undisturbed under the sun.
Galapagos belongs to the local . . .
Originally inhabited by the Arawark and later the Carib Indians, Martinique is another “discovery” by Columbus' in the Caribbean. Eventually coming to shore in 1502, after his first sighting several years prior, the indigenous population met the same unfortunate fate as other peoples who once lived throughout the Carribean.. . .
A layer of humidity wrapped around my face as I peered out the window of my apartment-like hotel room. Below me buzzed what appeared like hundreds of tuk tuks (motorized carriages with a motorcycle at the front end) that looked more like ants running to and from the colony than actual vehicles. Along this stretch of highway were a temple, . . .
Can I be absolutely honest with all of you? Prior to a long layover in Memphis International (MNM) Airport, I never had the urge to visit this city. During that 90-minute wait, however, my curiosity was piqued. Somewhere between Corky's BBQ and the homage to music, a little voice that has urged me to travel called out to me. YOU MUST . . .