My Fairy-Tale Life, by Steven Boone

When the airplane carrying me from Phoenix to Albuquerque touched down, I felt a familiar delight course through my veins. New Mexico is ca...

Now that I returned to the United States after fifty weeks of travel, I do not feel as if I reached a goal or have landed safely home but ra...

Summer in New Zealand is wonderful. It barely gets hot, there is plenty of fresh air, and dancing winds carry the scent of sea, forest and f...

When I arrived in Auckland, New Zealand , a native told me, “Ah, you saved the best for last!” No doubt New Zealand, with its sparse po...

This is the first time in my life that I celebrated New Year day in the middle of summer. For the people living in Australia and the rest of...

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 ...