When you live abroad and use your money on travel instead of paying mortgages or feeding offspring, people tend to ask: “What’s your favorite place you’ve been?”
To be clear, I hesitate to entertain absolutes no matter what the topic of conversation is. Like tastes in music, my “favorite” place ebbs and flows with the seasons, my mood, and probably some wild card, like am I depressed or surfing a serotonin high.
Disclaimers aside, let’s talk about five places that have burrowed their way into the reinforced cavernous bunker that is my soul.
Hydra, Greece
It’s a car-free, Greek island. It’s as if Zeus and his crew tailored-made this place for me.
I hate cars and I love all things Greek. I even married one of ‘em.
I first visited Hydra on something of a whim. We were planning our first trip together to Greece, starting with a stop in Athens to see the sights and visit a friend.
But where to next?
Among my friend’s many recommendations was Hydra, the car-free island just an hour or so outside of Athens by ferry.
I hesitate to invoke the supernatural, but there is a certain magic to this place. And I’m hardly the only one who’s noticed. Leonard Cohen worked through a creative block here in the ‘60s. One of my favorite songs, “Bird On A Wire,” was written during his time on Hydra.
Hydra was our last trip before the pandemic and our first after the pandemic when we returned in April 2022 to run in the Hydra Trail Event. I can still smell the fresh oregano on the mountainside during brief lulls in the race. It’s a place where, as Cohen might’ve said, I’ve found my way to be free.
Suchitoto, El Salvador
El Salvador itself was a special experience for the both of us, but Suchitoto sticks out with its rustic colonial atmosphere overlooking Lake Suchitlán. The name comes from the indigenous Nahuatl language and means “place of birds and flowers.”
Besides the birds and flowers, it’s a place steeped in Salvadoran history––a hub for the revolutionary movement of the 70s and 80s.
Unfortunately that also made it the scene for a number of battles during the civil war.
But walking the streets these days, it’s hard for a foreigner to imagine the horror that ravaged these sleepy cobblestones. It’s the kind of place that gives even the most pessimistic and cynical of souls hope that a breath of peace can flourish just about anywhere.
Nakasendo, Japan
Well-meaning Westerners are prone to over romanticizing Japan as if the country is a masterpiece painting and not a real place with living, breathing people.
And honestly… After hiking the Nakasendo Way from outside Kyoto to Tokyo, I can see why.
From the landscapes emanating serene solitude to the soul-soothing temples and ryokans in the Shukuba or post stations, even the most principled traveler would need a surgeon to remove the rose-colored glasses.
Luang Prabang, Laos
Luang Prabang. A friend of mine teaching in China first put this northern Laotian town on my map. With travel opening back up to Southeast Asia, I quickly set my sights on finally visiting this celebrated but still-lesser-traveled UNESCO heritage city.
And it didn’t disappoint.
I’m often guilty of this, but it’s one of those places where you think, “Should I move here?” and it’s not just a fleeting sensation.
The evil claw of mass tourism does seem to be on the horizon, so I hesitate to encourage too many people to go there. But as things stand, Luang Prabang holds a special place in my heart––even though I almost died there. At least my wife thought I did. Go watch that video for the whole story.
Dana, Jordan
Like El Salvador, Jordan itself left a distinct mark on me and reaffirmed my preference for traveling to places that people, in their unintentional ignorance, warn against visiting.
Within reason of course. I’m not going to be like one of those influencers heading to Syria on the government’s dime to regurgitate propaganda and cry, “I’m apolitical!”
Sorry, Dana. We’re talking about DANA.
It’s a tiny Bedouin village that’s roughly 500 years old next to the Dana Reserve where you’ll have the surrounding Martian landscape to yourself. One of my favorite travel memories is just sitting on the rooftops, sipping tea, and watching the sun set with the muezzin belting out a call to prayer that echoes across the endless sky.
If you’re interested in learning more about these places, I’ve got videos on all of them. Just go to my channel and make with the typity-type.
