2019-01-14
It was a warm Sunday morning and I had just made my way down the bustling and noisy Nagar Road, to the front of Salim Ali Bird Sanctuary. When you hear sanctuary, you probably get images of grand landscapes of preserved natural beauty. Not Salim Ali. This small park no more than a few kilometers...
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2019-01-14
Grains of sand between my toes, whistling waves that softly caress my legs when hitting the shore, rays of sun that my cheeks and chest and the taste of salt in my skin-small pleasures of life that I only came to truly appreciate when I left my city in the coast of Spain 3 years...
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2019-01-12
Since I moved haven’t taken the actual time to reflect about the family I am living with and there is a non-excusable reason but a pretty good one: I have been enjoying spending time with them. Since October, wow. November, December, January. We are now in January. I want to present you the characters that...
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Haven’t written a blog post since before the holidays, which is at least two months. Reading some of the blogs of the Fellow Roundup is not something I do quite often but today I read Ecuador fellow Melinda’s recent post where she talked about the best way she can describe her experience to people asking,...
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2019-01-10
“Expectation vs reality” is one of the most iconic GCY catchphrases, on par with “you get the year you need, not the year you want,” “curiosity before judgment,” and “discovering a world ahead.” Yet I find that the more I experience here in Ecuador, the more I identify with the meaning behind the phrase “expectation...
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2019-01-10
After a fantastic week in Bangalore, I took an overnight bus east, to the state of Tamil Nadu, where I spent 4 amazing days in the French colonial town turned union territory, Pondicherry (or Puducherry for locals). The Indian/French fusion vibe that the whole city took on was amazing, from the food to the language,...
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We were floating on the Pink Lake, a lake with a higher salt concentration than the dead sea. Around me, friends were harping on the strong saltine smell, I, on the other hand, closed my eyes and found myself transported to the inside of a Philly Pretzal Factory. Back in September the smell of Lac...
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