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What you need to do before you quit your job to travel the world

Quitting your job to travel the world is definitely possible but it does take preparation. It's especially true if you have a slew of material goods, debt, and among other things that could hold you back from traveling or worse -- force you to return home while you're traveling. Preparing does get frustrating and overwhelming but the process can also be quite rewarding.

Adventures in Mazatlan, Mexico

Discover adventure in Mazatlan, Mexico with surfing, ATV riding, ziplining, drinking, and watching cliff divers risk their lives.

Coffee in Melbourne: Make your Way to Degraves

When two seats opened up at the small table to our left, I nearly shoved the previous occupants out of the way to duck under the umbrella canopy and slide sideways into the wicker chairs. It was shoulder-to-shoulder, elbow-to-elbow amidst the packed tables in the narrow laneway, and the competition was intense for some of Melbourne’s finest coffee, and by that measure, some of the finest in the whole southern hemisphere.

The Benefits of Children Learning Mandarin Chinese

Mention actors Bruce Lee or Jackie Chan, and most American students would be delighted to discuss at great length their popular box office movies, and …

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The Best Greek Restaurant I Never Knew

We climbed up mountainsides, unshaven and sweating heavily in the late summer heat – we must have looked like bandits – then picked our way down the other side of the mountain and visited remote beaches or tiny white churches. We drank, ate and swam, then set off in the opposite direction to try and walk a different way back. One evening we were returning from a long, long walk, towards the setting sun. We were dropping down from a high pass into the top of Apolonia, the capital of Sifnos. We still had some way to go to get back to our rooms, and the sight of a taverna as we entered the outskirts of the town, with a terrific view across the Kastro valley to a glorious strawberry ripple sunset, was too much to pass up. We fell gratefully into the seats on the raised balcony, under a canopy of bougainvillea and grape vines, and removed our backpacks and hats. We were tired but happy and this was just what we needed - a scene of earthly perfection.

On Teaching English to Children in Korea

Call it a hunch. Call it intuition. Maybe some kind of creepy 6th sense. Whatever it was, I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that the folks at Buseok Elementary School believed in me. The privilege (burden) of educating the next generation of Koreans was placed on my shoulders. Thousands of young minds were in my care. Actually it was more like 53. But still. The first hint that my principal placed an inordinate amount of confidence in me as an English teacher was the sound of the door slamming shut behind me. Except for the 14 sets of beady little eyes staring back, I was alone. For the first time. In a foreign country. 12,000 miles from home. Alone. To say I was shoved into the classroom kicking and screaming would not be far from the truth.