Chronicles of faraway places from a traveling introvert

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  • From Home

    Greetings from Arcadia, Exactly two years ago today, I swallowed my terror and hopped on a plane to South America to satisfy my long-held dreams of seeing the world. I wrote a post that day from the airport, filled with nervous energy after years of saving up and months of planning, I was finally setting…

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  • From Iceland

    Greetings from Arcadia, For the last time, at least for this spectacular year exploring Arcadia, I’m writing to you about a faraway and fantastical place that I was privileged enough to see up close – Iceland. It’s not easy to sign off on a year that has been filled from top to bottom with adventures…

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  • From the Balkans

    Greetings from Arcadia, I’ve said from the beginning that my travels would end when the money I saved up runs out. As it turns out, ten months of globetrotting and seeing fabulous places, doing things I’d only ever dreamed of takes a toll on the Travel Fund. I could have stretched out my travels to…

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  • From Slovenia

    Greetings from Arcadia, I forgot how much I liked traveling with the one and only Daniel Altenritter until I saw him standing in front of the Ljubljana airport, looking completely out of place, but handsomely so. After plans to meet up in France in May had to be aborted because of a last-minute business trip…

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  • From Georgia

    Greetings from Arcadia, We’re bumping down a dusty, rocky, steep, dirt road toward a remote mountain village, swerving around cattle and my life is entirely in the hands of a man who put together a playlist that alternates between “I Can Be Your Hero” by Enrique Iglesias, Russian pop songs, obscure American folk, and show…

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  • From the UK

    Greetings from Arcadia, We’re running through a maze of corridors, down winding staircases, down an elevator, up an escalator, then more stairs and doors on the left, then the right. One of us trips on the escalator, blood, a cry of pain, then more running, more doors, and finally, we arrive sweating, breathless, and exhausted…

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  • From In Between

    Greetings from Arcadia, In a departure from our normally scheduled program of me complaining about air travel and droning on about hiking, I’m doing something a little more…heartfelt. I am not a publicly affectionate person, and this is not easy for me to put out into the universe. I knew on an intellectual level that…

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  • From the Alps

    Greetings from Arcadia, There’s something about being home again. It’s like putting on your favorite pair of jeans, it wraps you in comfort and the knowledge that you’re ok. The sweetness of returning home after time away is multiplied exponentially when you’ve been traveling alone for most of that time. It’s been a month since…

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  • From France

    Greetings from Arcadia, In keeping with my goal to see the natural beauty of each country, I spent most of my time in France avoiding the Parisian, cosmopolitan side of the country, and indulging in the slow pace and quiet rhythms of life you only find in the little villages spread throughout the French countryside.…

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  • From Ireland

    Greetings from Arcadia, Alright Ireland, listen up. I know it’s been a while since we’ve gotten together and had a chat, and that’s my fault, but I need your full attention now. I need you to take it down a notch. You’re achingly, ravishingly beautiful; lush, verdant fields, windswept heather-covered hills, twisting country lanes lined…

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