KaritasTravels

The Rise of Franken-Joel: Visiting a Sentō and Discovering the Denki Buro

When I was 17, I was–even by teenage standards–incredibly innocent and sheltered. I’d still never been kissed, apart from a couple of times on the

By Kara Mae Adamo. I’m sitting here, leaning back in plush seats with more foot room than my tiny munchkin legs could possibly use, traveling

Japan opens its doors By: Kara Mae Adamo It’s been 2 years since tourists have touched ground in Tokyo’s Haneda airport. 2 years of quieter

By Kara Mae Adamo. It’s our first night in Playa Mujeres. Dark clouds blotted out the late afternoon sun around 5pm, and while Carrie took

By Kara Mae Adamo It’s been a hot minute since I’ve traveled internationally. My passport, issued when I was a teenager, expired years ago and

By Kara Mae Adamo One day, the moon goddess Hina was walking along the shore, her feet pressing into the soft sand as she breathed

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