By Mergim Ozdamar
A dozen years ago, as I stood on the deck of a cruise ship pulling into the misty port of Lisbon, I had no idea what this city would come to mean to me. Yet right away, the terracotta rooftops tumbling down the hills, which I was seeing for the first time, reminded me of home—of Istanbul, with its own disheveled beauty. Read More
By Katie Nadworny
They come every summer to this pristine bay on the southern coast of the Gulf of Gökova, in Turkey’s Muğla province, just north of the popular resort town of Marmaris. Read More
By Joss Sheldon
Around this time of year, depending where you are, you might see geese flying in formation overhead, headed to warmer climes for the winter. We all know that countless creatures have a biological impulse that compels them to migrate, and that many of them undergo physical changes when the time comes to move. Read More
By Terry Repak
I was bitten by the Kili bug soon after we moved to Tanzania. The infatuation deepened when I hiked neighboring Mount Meru with my friend Loren’s family, my eyes riveted to the haunting massif looming on the horizon. It felt as if Kilimanjaro were drawing me inexorably towards it. Read More
Interview by David Lepeska
Hungarian entrepreneur, digital nomad, and martial arts champion Timea Pintye has one of the more interesting life stories you’ll ever hear, though she’s not yet 35. Her path seems proof that if you follow your dreams and work tirelessly, you just may get where you want to go. Read More
By EA Editorial Staff
It’s that time of year again, when ghosts, ghouls and goblins come out to play. If you’re looking to book a trip to a terrifying destination, or just want to feel some serious Day of the Dead vibes, you’ve come to the right place. Read More
By Aaron Kenedi
In the wake of so many recent global sporting events, from the Olympics to the Paralympics, to the World Nomad Games, I found myself exposed to (and fascinated by) some of the world’s more obscure competitions. Read More
By Robert J
I grew up in the 1950s and ’60s, the only child of older parents in the San Fernando Valley. My father was a banker before bankers made big money. We were not rich, but comfortable. Read More
By Mergim Ozdamar
A dozen years ago, as I stood on the deck of a cruise ship pulling into the misty port of Lisbon, I had no idea what this city would come to mean to me. Yet right away, the terracotta rooftops tumbling down the hills, which I was seeing for the first time, reminded me of home—of Istanbul, with its own disheveled beauty. Read More
