First Step to a Great Airplane View: Get a Window Seat

Dead Sea Scrolls Go Digital

The Ethics of Nicholas Kristof’s Travels

The Art of Noticing: ‘People Don’t Notice That Noticing is Important!’

A Tourist With a Shovel and a Hoe

When she arrived in Kenya to volunteer with the Maasai, Daniela Petrova looked down her nose at tourists there to have a good time. But was her own motivation much different?

How Should I Spend My Time in Spain?

Vagabonding traveler Rolf Potts answers your questions about travel

Paul Theroux: Invisible Man on a Ghost Train

Jim Benning asks the author of “Ghost Train to the Eastern Star” about his new book, aging and the challenge of disappearing in the age of the BlackBerry

Eat Ceviche in Lima

Grab a Cusqueña and get comfortable. As Nicholas Gill explains, a trip to a Peruvian cevichería can be an all-day immersion in good conversation and raw seafood.

Unsentimental Journeys: Wrestling With Paul Theroux

Bronwen Dickey considers “Ghost Train to the Eastern Star: 28,000 Miles in Search of the Great Railway Bazaar”

My Travels, My Feet

After taking one too many headless torso shots of herself, solo traveler Sophia Dembling started snapping photos of her feet around the world, from the Grand Canyon to Red Square

Seven Reasons to Have a Foreign Fling

Sure, having an overseas romance is fun. But Terry Ward points out seven other benefits to cross-border love, mon petit chou.

‘Long-Neck Women’ Fight Against Confinement in ‘Human Zoos’

I am in support of these women.  I am so sorry that the world sees them as “different” . I think their neck jewelery is so beautiful, but on the other hand, If they are comfortable with it, why not?  In my life, I have seen other body arts and more extreme expressions of beauty, that these women are more welcome in my world than some.
Thank you for your time.
Cecile Marie Buteau

I have recently toured Thailand and seen these women. I am appalled by their living conditions. Small groups of “Long Neck Heren” women, with their little children, live in the desolated jungles of northern Thailand, in small wooden huts and sit all day in tiny lean-to sheds while waiting for vanloads of tourists to arrive.

They are the victims of Thai tourism officials and receive only a small fraction of the ticket sales to view them. I discussed this with the tour guide who insisted that the were better off on display in Thailand than being percecuted in their native Mayanmar.