Not all who wander are lost
The Morning: From Saint‑Louis to the Heart of Touba We woke early in Saint‑Louis, rubbing sleep out of our eyes over a rather uninspiring hotel breakfast—again. The scrambled eggs were half‑gone, the croissants picked over, and despite going early, it felt like we’d shown up to a buffet someone else had already looted. Brendan gave me…
We’d had such high hopes for Saint-Louis, Senegal, not to be confused with the one in Missouri. A romantic, artful island steeped in colonial history and protected by UNESCO—it seemed like the perfect place to pause, soak in Senegalese culture, and catch our breath. But by the time we arrived, the air felt less like…
First Impressions of Northern Senegal: Saly and then Lac Rose As a stopover on our way to Lac Rose, we landed in Dakar, Senegal late—our flight delayed by a few hours from Cap Skirring, as often happens with travel—but not something we could control. You’d think in 2025, a guide might know how to check…
Arriving in Banjul felt surreal, like we’d been dropped into an entirely different world—which, in essence, we had: the heart of Senegambia, a region as historically entangled as it is culturally distinct. We could have easily spent several days on the beautiful beaches of Banjul, like many of fellow British guests at our hotel seemed…
You know that rare moment when the universe conspires to hand you exactly what you didn’t know you needed? That was our Istanbul stopover. We weren’t looking for a break—we were bracing for three weeks of cross-border travel in West Africa. But a new direct flight from Denver to Istanbul on Turkish Airlines, with onward…
Looking back a year after our adventure through Serbia, Romania, Bulgaria, North Macedonia, Kosovo, and Albania, here is our roundup of (mostly) southern Balkans random memories: These are the random memories that have stuck with us from our Southern Balkans adventure. Some silly, some profound, but all uniquely ours!…
