Many people view vacation as escapism, to get away from their day-to-day lives. But a great yoga retreat helps you discover ways to make your day-to-day life the one you want to live, the place you want to be. Yoga definitely helps add a sacred element to the mundane, and that is available daily to …

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Let’s get one thing straight: your mom’s not going to like this. Deciding to be a firefighter is a tough decision, made even tougher by the look your mom will inevitably give you when you first tell her about it. I spent years conditioning my mother for this moment — extended climbing/skiing/backpacking trips without cell …

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A woman treads lightly upon the moss covered ground, her senses are her guide, she carries nothing but a knife. She carefully picks plants as she moves through the forest and back to her home. She lives in a hand-made house in the woods where she stores her herbs and treats people with her medicine …

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Café culture is central to the life of porteños, as the people who live in Buenos Aires are called. They get together to talk about anything and everything over a cup of coffee and usually a couple of medialunas (the local version of croissants, sweeter and denser than the regular ones). There is no set …

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Picture this. You’re in the office. The glare from the artificial lighting is burning your retinas and you see the clock in the right hand corner of your screen tick over to 5pm. You. Are. Out. Of. There.Tonight though you aren’t heading back to your homestead after a sweaty commute wedged between strangers with the …

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I’m a Brit and I married an American. Together we live in London but we visit America at least once a year. We both love nature so we spend most of our holidays camping. He is from Los Angeles, so whenever we visit we go up the coast along Highway 1, to Big Sur and Yosemite. …

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Having completed London to Cambridge (60 miles), the Wiggle Dragon Ride (Wales, 100 miles) and The Only Way (unsurprisingly in Essex, 100 miles) together, my cycling buddy Claire and I were discussing what we should do next. We both like a good challenge, and we clearly really like cycling. So, a long-distance bike ride over …

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My mother, Patty Goffinet, has always been a field biologist. In her highly unsupervised childhood in the wild west town of Fort Pierce, Florida, she spent a lot of time trudging around in the lagoon, picking up hermit crabs and sea squirts and studying them carefully. Their environment — the harsh, flat, marshland landscape of …

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Ghost towns are the one roadside curiosity I can never pass up—they offer the perfect combination of wilderness escape, temporary time travel, and strange, slightly unsavory Americana. Like a lot of bookish kids, I spent most of my childhood reading about fantastic worlds just on the other side of the looking glass or the wardrobe …

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I remember the first time I had to pee outdoors. I was eight or so years old, and the reason I remember it is because it didn’t go well. There was just pee, everywhere. On my sandals. On my ankles. Everywhere. I had zero technique and all of the embarrassment. The shame of this utter …

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The other day, I found myself fighting to get to the end of the work day. 5:00 rolled around and all I wanted was to melt into a puddle on the couch. I thought about holing up in my house after work and calling up old friends to vent about my day (it’s easier to …

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