Travel

I have a very distinct feeling that the moment we put this van in park, the wheels are going to fall off. They are just

It was late October, and my husband Stephen and I sat in a small room with the entire contents of our packs strewn about us.

I get moderately motion sick on busses. It’s not enough to take me completely out of commission, but I’m definitely not reading a novel in

Isla Magdalena is barren, moonlike. No trees or plants, just rocks and dust-colored grass cratered with round holes within which penguins rested, like prairie dogs.

My grandfather, Hans Kragseth, arrived in Two Harbors from Hakallestranda, Norway, in 1910. There to greet him were two of his seven siblings who had emigrated

I’m fascinated by place names, so I looked into the history of our town soon after we moved to Duluth. The first European to pass

The author [right] and her husband Matt reach Machu Picchu after a four-day hike. | MICAELLA PENNING We had just crested Dead Woman’s Pass, Warmi Wañusqa, at

A xe ôm driver naps in Hanoi. | HOUSETOLAOS.COM By Micaella Penning Amidst the whine and whir of the Hanoi traffic, small motorbikes carry propane