Personal Essay: Learning to Savor Experiences When Traveling to Dangerous Destinations by Bear Guerra

As is often the case with travel, the time I spent away and the new experiences I had gave way to epiphanies that I couldn’t have had otherwise. One of them was the realization that, even though I love travel, I’ve carried irrational fears with me from country to country, and I’ve come up with random ways to cope with them.

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The Indigenous People Beyond Panama's Tourist Paradise by Bear Guerra

"A lot more has changed here since Marcos grew up in Guna Yala. The indigenous territory is now a top ecotourism destination, drawing an estimated 100,000 tourists a year from all over the world. Its beautiful beaches, laid-back accommodations, and local traditions and crafts are only an hour's flight from Panama City. Ten-seater commuter planes take off every morning from the gray concrete of the capital, past land cleared for grazing and agriculture, until all you can see from your small window are seas of green — the tall canopies of one of the best preserved tropical forests in Central America."

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Personal Essay: How a Small Town in Peru Reminded Us to Enjoy the Journey by Bear Guerra

So far, work trips with her in tow to Oklahoma, Washington D.C., Thailand, Panama, and Ecuador have gone as smoothly as we could have hoped, despite the occasional jet lag, flight delays, missed naps, mosquitoes and humidity we’ve encountered along the way. Until our two weeks in Peru.

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Personal Essay: Night Train to Maramureș by Bear Guerra

As a child growing up in Caracas, Venezuela, I’d always hear stories from my mother about her native Romania. The pictures these stories would elicit in my mind were colorful and slightly blurred, and always shrouded in mystery. My mom had fled the Ceaușescu dictatorship as a young college graduate, and seemed eager to forget the hardships of life under communism — perhaps this is why many of her tales often missed important details, like names, and dates, and faces, as if she’d edited them deep in her own subconscious. 

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