Capri feels like a dream that I'm not sure i want to wake up from. Luckily for us we've gotten to spend a good amount of time here and we don't leave until Friday morning. The sun is bright, the water is blue, the flowers are copious. If you like Europe, the water and sunshine this is a place you'd want to visit.
Every street in Capri looks like this. Everywhere you turn it's a post card waiting to happen.
This is a picture of me in our Air B and B. Such a sweet place. The terrace where I'm sitting to write you this blog looks out over the back side of the island. From here I can see a castle and the ocean.
The streets and sidewalks are inviting.
Boat rides are a must here! I recommend using Paulo and his company Amazing Capri Tour. You can find him on Instagram @amazingcapritour he is friendly, kind and very good looking.
Lots of people just visit for a the day so the city gets a little crowded from 9am-6pm. If you can come visit this place I'd recommend staying longer than just a day.
Most of the shops are speciality shops. They are sweet and delightful like this flower shop.
If you take a stroll down to the water in Capri, you know that you'll have to hike back up.
I'm still unpacking experiences from India like a suitcase left open, full and disheveled on my bedroom floor. The trip over but memories like clothing half in, half out of the bag. I'm not sure what pieces are clean and which are dirty
5 lessons from Greece. What could you do today to put these lessons into practice for yourself?
When I signed up for this yoga retreat I didn't realize that I would be one of only a few English speaking participants
After a long voyage home I finally arrived in Greensboro last night around 6pm. I'm significantly sleep deprived which causes huge emotional overwhelm for me. I'm not sure what to do with myself or the stillness that of Greensboro after the commotion of India and intense travel. Instead of writing I'm going to offer you a picture post of images from Udaipur.
Ann’s arrival in my life felt like a long slow eclipse, I feared that there would be a day I would be totally blotted out by her orbit.
My eyes fluttered open as my brain registers the Muslim call to prayer; I'm wide-awake in an instant. It's five am, still dark but it will be light soon.
Photos from Mumbai yesterday
"when we foreigners get sick here it's most likely because we don't have the tools to emotionally digest what we see. As a result our bodies create a physical reaction to what our minds can't process. If our minds can't purge the pain at least our bodies will."
"My lungs feel heavy, I imagine a smoker's lungs might feel like this, but I haven't been smoking. My nose is working overtime filtering the smog filled Mumbai air."
Maybe it was the sleep deprivation, or the dehydration for that matter, but on the short rickshaw ride in I had the comforting sense that I was powerless, it felt like someone was whispering in my ear "if you want to enjoy this trip treat it like a rickshaw ride, don't hold on too tightly. Let it all unfold naturally or you'll miss the magic".