Field Girl: Gap Year Week 45

"I realized, as my parents and I drove to Mysore for the meet, that I had never quite answered the question for myself. Somehow, I’d always assumed I’d end up in science."

On Top of the World: Gap Year Week 40

"In a landscape characterized by its tight-knit isolation, where things change, literally, glacially if at all, the transient population of tourists are the ones with the impacts that linger far beyond their ephemeral visits."

Rosary: Gap Year Week 38

“In every direction something loomed; it was easy to think us pioneers, completely alone in a landscape nearly ethereal.” Life on the pasture.

The Climb: Gap Year Week 37

Those peaks would be 6000 meters high—the length of a cross country race run vertically away my island-bound comprehension. I shivered at the thought, and at the knowledge soon I would be there, too, above it all.

Mountains in the Mist: Gap Year Week 34, Part 2

Fairytales are concrete things with defined tropes and patterns: this is not.