Varanasi, India is home to world class weavers and a huge textile industry. I was lucky enough to get to visit these craftsman and observe as they handled the enormous looms with grace and dexterity. The process looks impossibly difficult, and the colors are blindingly bright and beautiful as they become a small part of the larger piece. While some of these looms were located in large warehouses or studios, many were housed in the homes of artisans, passing down the craft to each new generation. It was here in Varanasi, the last stop on my trip through Northern India, that I finally purchased a sari and learned the proper technique to tying it up.
If Barcelona were to be summed up in one word, in my mind it would be ART. From the fairyland of Gaudi’s Park Guell to presence of the likes of Dali, Picasso, and Lichtenstein, every corner of Barcelona seems to have been touched by a creative mind. Pictured here is a view from one of the hills in Park Guell, overlooking Gaudi’s Sagrada Familia church and the Mediterranean. The city seems tightly packed, but thanks to the Spanish view on life, each day can be a leisurely one.
Perfect for strolling those streets in search of yet another creative work.
One of my favorite things about visiting a new country is scoping out the local fashion. So when I spent three nights on the floating reed islands of Lake Titicaca, I jumped at the chance to have a photo op dressed in the traditional garb of the Islas Uros.
The women all wear brightly colored outfits from softly draped skirts, to warm, woolen sweaters, to pom pom accessories. I styled mine as a necklace, but this piece is typically worn as a fastening at the bottom of each woman’s long braids. Rocking the Peruvian kicks I picked up in Cusco, and with my jeans peeking out, I look like a typical Gringa!
What do YOU think of the local style?
When I first told my fashion friends that I was quitting my job to travel around the world, they were dubious, but intrigued. When I mentioned that I would be living out of a backpack for three months, wearing pretty much the same thing everyday, and (gasp) not be bringing along my heels, they were stunned. How could I quit my life of parties, fashion, and indulging in the best of NYC to live such a reverse lifestyle? Continue reading