Our work is directly proportional to the distances our dreams travel across, as force (power) is a constant factor
Israelmore AyivorTags: work dreams distance travel works distances work-done proportional
Hip-hop...has been the proverbial key that’s opened the door for me to roam this breathtaking planet.
Raquel CepedaTags: journey travel hip-hop traveling hiphop journeying roaming global-hip-hop journeys-in-life proverbial-key
To me, travel is more valuable than any stupid piece of bling money can buy.
Raquel CepedaTags: journey travel bling journeying traveling-abroad value-in-traveling
The past is buried deep within the ground in Rabat, although the ancient walls in the old city are still standing, painted in electrifying variations of royal blue that make the winding roads look like streamlets or shallow ocean water.
Raquel CepedaTags: history travel the-past traveling morocco ancient-walls buried-past rabat royal-blue
Globalization by the way of McDonald’s and KFC has captured the hearts, the minds, and from what I can see through the window, the growing bellies of the folks here.
Raquel CepedaTags: travel western-philosophy globalization west western-culture traveling mcdonald-s western-world kfc western-influence
If Aphrodite chills at home in Cyprus for most of the year, then Fez must be the goddess’s playground.
Raquel CepedaTags: inspiration beauty travel traveling aphrodite cyprus morocco fes aphrodite-s-playground fez inspired-travel
I wish she’d said something different, but patriarchy is as prevalent around the world as racism and xenophobia are. We can’t hide from it, not even here.
Raquel CepedaTags: travel traveling patriarchy morocco amazigh-girl atlas-mountains
Come to think of it, maybe God is a He after all, because only a cruel force would create something this beautiful and make it inaccessible to most people.
Raquel CepedaTags: beauty god spiritual travel spirituality traveling traveler morocco sahara sahara-desert
There were mountains; there were valleys; there were streams. She climbed the mountains; roamed the valleys; sat on the banks of streams.....when, from the mountain-top, she beheld, far off, across the Sea of Marmara the plains of Greece, and made out (her eyes were admirable) the Acropolis with a white streak or two which must, she thought, be the Parthenon, her soul expanded with her eyeballs, and she prayed she might share the majesty of the hills, know the serenity of the plains, etc. etc., as all such believers do.
Virginia WoolfLiving in China has made me appreciate my own country, with its tiny, ethnically diverse population of unassuming donut-eaters.
Jan WongTags: canada travel china biography donut
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