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I’m sick. But I’m always sick, so it doesn’t impact anything other than that I am thrilled to be here in the “winter” where 70s and 80s i... -
Once I met a Canadian girl in Italy. We were staying at the same hostel - I with my family and friend, she with her notebook and inner... -
Are you Thriving? My Aunt, her mother, and both sisters have been advocating Level's Thrive on Facebook for a few months now and ... -
We stayed together until the train to the bus station - quite a feat for a group so large - reconnecting in Tel Aviv to wander ab... -
We waited with strangers for the bus, grateful for its arrival as the A/C chilled our overheated skin and did all the climbing – straight... -
We took sleeping pills to wake refreshed, if not bewildered, having lost seven hours amongst the stars. To be ready for invasive securi... -
I loved that the Lagoa didn't make sense. That the street art ranged from colorful abstract to pointed social commentary. That bars... -
We felt overstimulated. Having already been up and down mounts, in caves, and on cable cars before arriving at the ever-shrinking Dead S... -
We took a bus tour to Masada. Stopping along the way to try on silly hats and discover the secrets of Qumran. Cable cars brought us u... -
I think if I were living in Rio, I would probably live in Lapa. Not that I knew anything about Lapa or felt at all safe there - but it...