Adventures

A chicken shop in the village of Vashisht, Himachal Pradesh. As I write this I'm sitting in the Lufthnansa Terminal of the Frankfurt Airport for the fourth time in as many months. As I stepped off the nine hour flight from Calgary, it hardly phased me that I had slept through an entire journey from one continent to another, but as I worked my way through an airport security checkpoint for the seventh time this month, I thought about how unbelievable it is how accessible the w

As soon as Maayan and I stepped out of Sandhurst Road Station, she immediately began pointing out to me all of the locations of her childhood; the playground where she would study with her mother in the mornings; the market where her nana would take her to buy vegetables; the curb where she would wait for the bus as a five-year-old headed for class. As we passed her old apartment block, an uncle selling sarees called out to her, asking how she had been since he last saw her.