In Cairo, you may occasionally notice a figure moving slowly through crowded streets, cafés, and markets, surrounded by soft spirals of fragrant sm...

I told my yoga teacher that I was going to the Himalayas for a few days, to Pokhara from Kathmandu. The weather had finally turned good for that l...

That morning I strolled across Bukhara with no destination. I wanted only to wander. I moved slowly through the dry city, unexpectedly tender, its ...

A quiet journey to Point Reyes, from the open coastal road to the pelicans overhead and the windswept cliffs by the closed lighthouse—a reflective walk along one of California’s most striking shorelines.