With its powder-white beaches and sparkling turquoise water, Zanzibar was to be a four day respite after a vigorous week-long safari in Tanzania; four days of R&R, a place to rest and relax before the thirty hour flight home to an impending Canadian winter.

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But, Zanzibar turned out to be so much more. It opened its sun-warmed arms and drew us in, each day wrapping us a little tighter in its island embrace.

A magical journey through Thailand lights the passion for adventure travel.

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I can still close my eyes and see it clearly. Three thousand flickering lights against the blackening of the night sky. Arms outstretched, reaching heavenward, gently guiding the blossoming lanterns as they fill, the heat inside gradually lifting until they, ever so slowly, float out of reach toward the sky.

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I can still close my eyes and hear it. The melodic chanting of the Buddhist monks, enveloped in their spiritual ritual, sharing their celebration with the throngs of onlookers and participants.

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More stories to come.