Hey friends, I was asked to take over the http://www.instagram.com/igersarmenia account this weekend. I said yes! First, because this is one of my favorite accounts to follow for travel inspiration in Armenia. Second, I realized that I haven’t been fully able to reveal some of the beautiful photos I’ve taken of the country from my… Continue reading My First Instagram Takeover: Follow @igersarmenia for the full journey this weekend
What do you do when your new favorite place is about to shut for the season. You go every damn day.
In my morning class, something urged me to express an experience I had during my time in Nepal. The memory of this experience from last November, as I thought was fading, today came back to me strong. It has also made me go back into my phone and take a look at some of the… Continue reading Nepal on my Mind: Monks, Sadhus and Astrologers
Early on in January of this year, while in Rio De Janeiro, I had the revelation of starting a campaign around the phrase Pack Your Mat (read Finding Freedom in Rio on how it all started). While swimming in the beautiful ocean with my friend around 6:30am, I thought of this phrase and how I… Continue reading 9 Things I learned from Instagram #2015BestNine (+9 IG Lessons Learned Revealed)
To give peace with ones music is a knowledge I do not possess. At times I’ve wished to have learnt. In fact, feelings of envy come up sometimes when I’m engulfed in the beautiful set of notes being orchestrated by man and his instrument. However, we all have a way of transmitting knowledge; a musician… Continue reading Portrait Series: The Violinist
Mother and daughter were quick to leave their little booth of souvenirs to come and probe into what I was doing. Soon enough they claimed that I am a “yoga champion”. I tried to explain to them such a thing does not exist. They said that I was a big guy, but with lots of… Continue reading Portrait Series: Mother and Daughter
Manvel arrived in his white colored Opel to pick me up in front of the main square in Gyumri, right after I had a ponchik, a Nutella filled puff pastry. On our ride to Marmashen, less than a 30 minute journey, Manvel and I learned a lot about each other. He learned more than I… Continue reading Portrait Series: Manvel