If you’ve ever crossed time zones, no doubt you’ve probably experienced these decades old symptoms of jet lag at some point:Fatigue, irritability, nausea, anxiety, dehydration, constipation, diarrhea, headache, sweating, temporary memory loss….am I missing any?!.Finally, beating the inevitable jet lag is possible and each crucial step on how to fight it has been detailed in The Cure for Jet Lag.
There are a billion and one reasons to visit the other half of the world. Mary Pfaffko teaches us how to enjoy the night sky down under.The different constellationsThe moon, planets, and most constellations — like those of the zodiac — are visible all over the world. However, constellations that appear closer to the North and South Poles are only visible to the corresponding hemisphere.
Image h.koppdelaneyWhen the surgeon took the golf ball sized tumor out of my father’s head he apologized and said my father would be lucky to see two more months.As a family we dug in for a fight to the finish that would last 500 long days. Slowly, the disease stole all my father’s faculties until he sat shuddering in a wheelchair, one arm limp around my shoulder as I hoisted him up and carefully walked him to the toilet.
Photo: Martin, Age: 34. Swami Yogananda, Age: 102Visualization is a key ingredient for success in any endeavor. Find out why Martin, a photographer in India, believes the importance of the”paint dry visualization.”As I sit here writing this, I look around the room and am amazed at all the events that conspired to bring me to this point.
I saw the Dalai Lama speak at the Cathedral of St John the Divine in New York on Sunday (just hours before the LOST finale that was weighing on my mind), and I have to say the experience was a little underwhelming.Let me start by saying that I’m not an expert in Buddhism, or a devotee of Dalai Lama (let’s just abbreviate it to D.
If you’re heading to the playa this year, you’re going to want a bike, but the man burns in less than 2 months and many of the bike rental places have already run out.There are three main sources I know personally for renting bikes for Burning Man. The Kiwanis Club of Reno Sparks, Da Rat and Black Rock Bicycles.
On Christmas Eve, David Miller ponders ceremonies, music, snow, and as usual, transcendence.NOCHEBUENA is the “good night” before Christmas.Here in Argentina it’s also when Santa comes–the kids staying up until 12 when it switches to actual Navidad and a family member dressed as Santa appears pillow-stuffed and possibly wine-drunk at the door.
Photos: etrenardA Peace Corps volunteer in Niger reflects on lessons learned just weeks into her assignment. Editor’s Note: Matador Nights co-editor Kate Sedgwick first read this dispatch on the blog of Peace Corps member Monica Yancey. We contacted Yancey to request her permission to reprint an excerpt here.
Every major newspaper except WSJ is reporting losses, in some cases, severe. Where is this going?These numbers came out yesterday from Editor and Publisher. The only gain made by any top 25 newspaper was a less than 1 circulation increase by The Wall Street Journal.Check out some of the losses. SF Chronicle down by more than 25 percent.
Normally at this time of year–the low season for tourism in Oaxaca–120 tourists visit the Zapotec ruins at Mitla every day.These days–since swine flu hit–on a good day, twelve people show up. On a bad day, the guides and ticket takers wait out their shifts without seeing a single tourist. At the nearby artisans’ market, it’s the same story.
All photos courtesy of Lynette Chiang I “met” Lynette Chiang after snagging The Handsomest Man in Cubafrom a New York Public Library bookshelf.I approach narratives about travels in Cuba with one part interest, one part dread. So many of them sound alike– careful notations of the author’s observations about old cars, rum, music, and the famed congeniality of Cubans.
On a trip to the Uruguayan capital, Matador Trips editor Hal Amen gets coated in airborne animal fat and sausage grease.My wife and I ride the seesaw between full-on veganism and a pack of hyenas. But when we heard about Mercado del Puerto, there was no question which side we’d end up on in Montevideo.