For 5 days and 4 nights, I stayed in the Koyasan (Mt. Koya) area of Japan, the center of Shingon Buddhism. The thing to do here, besides visiting the multitude of Buddhist temples, is to stay at one (or two, in my case). Temple lodging, or Shukubo offers guests a taste of a monk’s lifestyle, eating vegetarian (vegan, actually) monk’s cuisine (shojin ryori) and attending the morning ritual and prayers. Around fifty
We first heard about Koh Tao from people on Utila: a few of our friends had lived on the island and many others had visited at one time or another. Like Utila, we were told, it’s an island of diving, relaxing, and having a good time but with better food, beaches, and scenery. So when we started to chart a course south from Bangkok, we didn’t even think about going
Japan is the closest thing to a utopia to me; in many ways it’s the perfect place for me to be. It’s my favorite country so far and that’s certainly saying something, as I’ve visited more than 18 countries (and counting). I loved Japan so much that the two weeks we spent here in April weren’t enough. I came back to stay for the entire month of September. Japan does
The following post was written by a former contributor to Chasing the Unknown. The views expressed are not those of the site’s owner. Before arriving in Cambodia, like any savvy traveler, I did my research and tried to learn about all of the possible scams we could potentially face as well as what it would be like to travel within the country. I read horror story after horror story
We’ve been running around like mad the last 10 days enjoying Japan, so our posts will be late this week. Sorry!
Queenstown, New Zealand is dubbed the adventure capital of the world. I knew that I HAD to do some sort of extreme activity here, and I had my eye on bungy jumping. The summer after I graduated college, my friends Abby, Neil, and I went tandem skydiving in Ovid, NY (near Ithaca). I had a little fear of heights and this seemed a way to conquer it. Skydiving turned out
The following post was written by a former contributor to Chasing the Unknown. The views expressed are not those of the site’s owner. Three months ago, I would have never imagined that I would be walking home through Utila Town at 5am from my job as a bartender at an “after party bar (read: gets busy at 12:30am and the dance party doesn’t stop till after 4am),” named Coco Loco.
This post is long overdue, I know. It took me a while to compile all of these observations and photos and come up with a post of my own. Frankly, I’ve been having too much fun to write about it all! Enjoy! – Jen There are a lot of major differences between life in the States and life on the island of Utila. Here are a few observations. Note: I