Soles of a Nomad

It started with a photo at the Taj Mahal. It ended with me in a freezing river while my daughters calmly watched. Welcome to karma, rafting edition.

The Buddha was born in Lumbini. I was reborn there too—around 3 a.m., soaked in sweat, dreaming of electricity. Let’s talk about rolling blackouts.

A family travel guide to Madurai, India—temples, chaos, dosa, rooftop views, and a surprising brush with fame. Because travel.