Otherwise known as haggling in India. Goa, India | Day 17 Gambling and haggling have a lot of the feels in common. And I’m pretty sure the house always wins in haggling too. And by the house, I mean not me. But I’m still here to tell you what I learned. Because after five weeks in India, it’s not …

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I’ve been a rockgodsuperstar at submitting things to competitions I will never win lately. The most recent of these is a 2500 character entry for a World Nomad scholarship to the Balkans… I initially misread the required length of the submission as 2500 words versus 2500 characters and crafted a truly lovely overarching tale of our adventure on …

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Wild Islands I would let you drown me, in your salty seaspray, stolen, sunbright mornings, and let your rawness rip away, from my clinging fingernails, treasured pets not worth owning. Here we are free now. Here we are clean now. Here the seagulls berate us for showing the filth under our nails of the sins …

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Wider We learned something new that season, after all the doors had gently closed. A quiet, safe, thin year, shuttered in our cocoon beds. The fading sun had safely set and Our little hearts were quiet as the dead. We learned to risk. We sat up. In the dark now, we unleashed demons and darlings, …

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Stealing Roses from The Dead The cemetery’s cold and empty. The graves inside are full and deadly. A drab gray wall surrounds it all, a noted lack of hedges, crawling roses round the edges. Ah, how lovely they are. The skeletons don’t need them. Their empty eyes don’t heed them. With no doors to knock …

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