FirstDazeInCanadia.

The rain falls outside the foggy windows of the van, inside, the smoke curls in the condensed air, wrapped under the multiple layers of blankets, my head nestled into the excessive number of throw pillows. Ignoring the water leaking through a series of invisible cracks in the window seals, that I still haven’t fixed for … Continue reading FirstDazeInCanadia.

OnTopOfTheWorld. |The Himalayas|

And as I lay there, 4000 meters above sea level, having eaten two tabs of acid a few hours prior to this moment, listening to the sound of the bells as the mountain yak roam the alpine region of the Annapurna ranges in the Himalayas. Starring up and out into the nothingness, the clouds around … Continue reading OnTopOfTheWorld. |The Himalayas|

Yoga In Rishikesh. My|YTTC

Friends had told me many things about a YTTC (Yoga Teacher Training Course), 200,300,500 hours under the supervision of some real yogis, following a strict regime of Yoga, Pranayama, Shatkarma, Meditation, Ayurveda, anatomy and philosophy. These are the general subjects one will study upon entering the course, specific course’s will include something extra like massage … Continue reading Yoga In Rishikesh. My|YTTC

India IsOver/ThePastIsThePast.

The past is the past, if anything is more reassured from my time spent in India its that we must all try to be free within the present, I lost my last piece of writing and I find it hard to go over every detail again and put down into words, so I’m just going … Continue reading India IsOver/ThePastIsThePast.

SceneFour&AHighFive.

This part of the journey all starts fifteen minutes out of the bus station in jodhpur as some other backpackers and myself were pushed onto the public bus in hopes of finding a seat for the long journey ahead, we had to laugh as the driver insisted on one of us squish up to the … Continue reading SceneFour&AHighFive.

SceneTwo:Three

Its been a rough ride, as rough as the camel I rode in jeiselmere with its hump punching my nuts for two hours, to reach “the desert”, painting the picture it was more of a tiny patch of sand surrounded by shrubby undergrowth, with more than the normal amount of goats you would usually encounter … Continue reading SceneTwo:Three

SceneOne|India.

I am stationary, and it feels nice. A month of non stop travelling India, through the provinces of Rajistan from Jaipur and Jeiselmere up close to the border of Pakistan into Punjab to come back down into Uttar Pradesh into the holy city of Varanassi to then head straight back across the country in over … Continue reading SceneOne|India.