Planting the Seeds of Political Activism Through Treehouses and Onions: The Legacy of Osman Kalin

I've ventured through a few treehouses in my time, but I've never seen one like this before. Upon first glance, this rustic curiosity, perched on a bed of graffiti and ingrown foliage looks like an abandoned shack. Perhaps inhabitants have frequented the place on occasion, needing temporary refuge from the streets. However, being in Berlin,…

Belfast and Black Taxis: Discerning Contested Pasts Through Art and Mobility

A classic, London-style black taxi rolled up directly in front of our hostel. Its driver, a thin grey-haired man with slumped shoulders stepped out, taking one last drag of his cigarette. He introduced himself to us as Patrick—or Paddy for short, our tour guide. For the next two hours or so, he took us through…

Got a Good Hygge (Feeling) About This

You may have heard of or seen this curious word in passing. Perhaps in a food or travel magazine or creatively used by a lifestyle columnist in the daily newspaper to describe something as cool, or hip. It's tested the waters of the English language on occasion, but how many people truly understand what hygge…

Going Through the (E)motions: Cycling in Copenhagen

It was already dark outside at 7pm, as I whipped through the streets of Copenhagen on an electric bike, rain pelleting towards my face. I don't think this is entirely safe, I thought, but I kept going. This was my last night here and my final attempt to be a novice cyclist in this city. Earlier…

Reflections of Bergen

Perhaps it's just me or others can relate, but I'm a very contemplative traveler. By this I mean breaking away from the tourist label and taking a moment to be there. Take time to observe and live a familiar life in an unfamiliar setting. Simply put, I cannot miss my October autumn walks, no matter…

A ‘Grave’ Situation in Boston

Death was all around me  in Boston as I stumbled along Tremont St.'s narrow red strip. No one died of course, and it wasn't because I was barely functioning on one hour's sleep. It was hundreds of souls who have passed on decades before me, lying beneath my feet. My friends and I began our…

Life in Leeds: The First Expedition

  Four years ago, my gravitation to traveling emanated while I was just an exchange student. Being first travel piece on this blog, it is only fitting that I start where it all began: Leeds. For those of you like me who desire to explore a new country or city, and really get to know…