The air hung thick and heavy, shimmering with heat. The scent of dates and diesel – an odd but familiar combination that always brings me back to a small cafe…
If you've been looking into realistic travel expectations, the Instagram filter promised turquoise waters, an empty beach, and me, effortlessly lounging in a hammock with a coconut in hand. The…
The smell of diesel and anticipation hung thick in the air that day in Istanbul. I was about to cross into Iran, a country painted with whispers of danger and…
When it comes to China factory slowdown, the scent of jasmine tea, a crowded marketplace buzzing with haggling, the Great Wall snaking across the horizon. China assaults your senses in…
The scent of jasmine usually floods my senses when I think of Jerusalem – a sweet, heady aroma clinging to the ancient stones. Now, a different kind of tension hangs…
The wind howled, a banshee wail off the Delaware, and the first flakes, fat and wet, began to cling to the cobblestones. I knew it was coming. Philadelphia wasn't just…
The scent of disinfectant wipes hit me as I walked into the small-town diner, instantly transporting me back to that backpacking trip through Southeast Asia. It wasn’t the food, but…
It was the smell of burning wood in a small taverna in the Carpathian Mountains that first made me think seriously about energy. Not because that fire was particularly polluting…
The roar of the closing bell on Wall Street...it almost sounds like a starting gun, doesn't it? Especially when it signals a milestone like the Dow Jones Industrial Average surging…