Name: Never a Stranger: From her Past in Croatia and Russia, to Finding a son in Bhutan, to Befriending Women in Africa, one Woman's Stories of Travel, Connection, and Self-Discovery. (en Inglés)
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Author: Romanov, Tania
ISBN: 9780997761931

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Never a Stranger: From her Past in Croatia and Russia, to Finding a son in Bhutan, to Befriending Women in Africa, one Woman's Stories of Travel, Connection, and Self-Discovery. (en Inglés)

Formato

Libro Físico

Autor

Tania Romanov

Editorial

Solificatio

Idioma

Inglés

N° páginas

270

Encuadernación

Tapa Blanda

Dimensiones

20.3 x 13.3 x 1.5 cm

Peso

0.31 kg.

ISBN13

9780997761931

Categorías

Europa
Literatura de viajes

Never a Stranger: From her Past in Croatia and Russia, to Finding a son in Bhutan, to Befriending Women in Africa, one Woman's Stories of Travel, Connection, and Self-Discovery. (en Inglés)

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Reseña del libro "Never a Stranger: From her Past in Croatia and Russia, to Finding a son in Bhutan, to Befriending Women in Africa, one Woman's Stories of Travel, Connection, and Self-Discovery. (en Inglés)"

I hang from the final limb of a family tree of generations of unintentional travelers--exiles, refugees, displaced people. My first journey--involuntary--took place less than a year after my birth. While I don't remember the details, it's as if I've often relived that entire experience, because my parents and their friends talked about it all their lives. I grew up with stories of exile--stories of adventure. And then I started living my own adventures. In India, I learned that to Indians the way I mourned my husband was far less personal than their custom of dropping cremated bodies into a river; in Japan, that my ancestors could find me in the oddest of circumstances. In Bhutan, I found family, and in Namibia I learned to ease my fears of being trapped in my own past. I travel because it touches something deep inside of me. Because it connects me to who I am. To who I was. To the world. And because I can't imagine not traveling.