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Day 140 – Eat The World, episode 2,566 | Ho Chi Minh City, Vietnam

Vietnam wasn’t originally on our travel list, but then we thought: we like to eat, right? We like to eat Vietnamese food. So… let’s go eat some Vietnamese food! One 13-hour bus ride later and we arrive in the land of Pho! I had been combing the interwebs for street food guides and soon enough Marc and I are pounding the pavement in Saigon, hunting down Legal Nomad’s recommended place for vermicelli bowls. Continue reading

Day 76 – The Best Meal of My Life | Pukhraj’s House, India

Today is another one of those “pinch me, I’m dreaming” days. We hopped in the jeep and drove out to Pukhraj’s grandma’s house – she’s 100 years old, and don’t tell me she’s not just so beautiful. Look at that skin! We asked her for her beauty secrets: ghee on the skin, and she only eats some sogra bread and some milk each day. Well, I’m not ready to commit to that diet (not with Papu as our cook at the Ashram anyway) but I have been putting ghee on my feet at night… Continue reading

Day 5 – (Part 3) Castles

Time to eat because eating is good and that’s what life is for. Diogo took us down the road to an out-of-the-way place that the locals like (the best type) to have some traditional Portuguese food (or in Marc’s case: calamari – because we can’t pass that up when its on a menu). I had something described to me as “rice cooked with the gravy from duck stew” – YES PLEASE – and others enjoyed Bacalhau. Plus beer. Continue reading

Day 4 – Lisbon, Portugal

The actual travel is the most stressful part of a trip, because you actually aren’t traveling every day even if you plan to cover a good part of the globe in a year. The best part, the part we look forward to the most, and the feeling we are reaching out for when we set off, is when you stay in one foreign place long enough for it to feel like home.

So, those days that are all about meeting deadlines and hustling through airports are actually the worst bit.

That said, Day 4 was all about travel. Continue reading