
Some things can only be understood on foot. These are the long walks — the ones that take weeks, change you slowly, and stay with you long after the blisters heal.
Forty days walking across Spain with a friend named David — from the Pyrenees to the Atlantic coast. A meditation on slowness, blisters, and what it means to arrive.
Nine days following the Mazu Goddess procession through the heart of Taiwan — through rice paddies, temple smoke, and a million people who believe in something ancient.
Walking is the most honest form of travel. You can't skip the hard parts. You feel every kilometre.