My Fairy-Tale Life, by Steven Boone

THE DREAM is my home and I am content in it. Wherever I am in the world THE DREAM is providing me all I need. I have no longing for a phys...

What happens to time and space in dreams? For me, it seems youthfulness exists in dreaming because events occur that are not bound by physic...

My visa in Vietnam has been extended, so now I am not under time constrictions for my visit. This afternoon I fly from Nha Trang to Hanoi. I...

The day I left Thailand, its high court decided to make the prime minister step down, and banned him and his cronies from politics for five ...

Part of the love of travel is encountering unexpected circumstances that are challenges. Sometimes though, it is like playing roulette and...

Bangkok has thoroughly impressed me as a clean, modern and attractive city. I have heard of its problems with pollution in the past, but it ...

THE DREAM has impeccable timing. I arrived in Chiang Mai , Thailand’s second largest city, at the beginning of Loi Krathong , a major festiv...

I don’t take anything for granted, so as THE DREAM reveals to me its wondrous surprises, I give thanks. In Kolkata I felt as run down as the...

This week feels as though I have died and been reincarnated at least nine times. One minute I am dazzled by a lovely lady in her colorful sa...

To scratch beneath the surface of Kashmir is to reveal astonishing surprises. It is like a fragrant garden of many colors, where nightinga...

I arrived in India with only vague ideas about what to do and how long I would stay. In less than 48 hours, THE DREAM whisked me away from N...