Archive for the 'Second Annual Solas Awards Winners' Category

Love Story Bronze Winner: On the Macal

Tuesday, March 13th, 2012

By Mary Jo McConahay Floating in a Beat-Up Canoe Yellow-headed swallows dipped in and out of thick mist resting on the river. That fog probably followed the water’s curve for miles, I thought, maybe the whole length of Belize. I won’t see a thing from the boat. Atop a high bank overlooking the Macal, I […]

Travel and Transformation—Gold: Gods Who Smell Like Goats

Tuesday, March 4th, 2008

By Mary Patrice Erdmans Ulrich, a robust 52-year-old pilgrim dressed in a red flannel shirt, told me, “I want to walk through the world without leaving footprints. It’s hard work to be silent.” Sitting alone inside the walls of the convent of Santa Clara in Carrion de los Condes, Spain, I stretch out my legs […]

Men’s Travel—Gold Winner: The Worst Motorcycle in Laos

Tuesday, March 4th, 2008

by Christopher Tharp It was a 100cc Chinese make – a glorified scooter, actually – the type of four speed bike that is ubiquitous throughout Southeast Asia. The horn was burned out, along with the electric starter and both turning signals. The tires were bald. Neither the speedometer nor the gas gauge functioned. The silver-dollar […]

Travel Memoir—Gold Winner: Crazy Diamond

Tuesday, March 4th, 2008

by Adrian Cole I couldn’t really ever tell you why I left home. I’d come up with some superficial reasons, of course, but just so that we could avoid an awkward and unhelpful silence. The deeper truth probably lies somewhere in the inherited murkiness of the human psyche, a monkey’s inclination to wander, always, one […]

Family Travel—Silver Winner: Sarajevo Souvenir

Tuesday, March 4th, 2008

By Ayun Halliday Twenty years of global travel have made me pretty choosy about souvenirs, but Milo, at six, is too green to resist the siren song of the colorful wares festooning the tourist trails. Not that his acquisition lust is confined to the kitsch cranked out for foreign visitors. It started in a Budapest […]

Culture and Ideas—Gold Winner: I Hold High My Beautiful, Luminous Q’uran

Tuesday, March 4th, 2008

by David Grant How do kids in a rural, West African Muslim village manage to “get krunk” with each other on a Friday night in a culture that doesn’t allow dating, or even holding hands?In mid-November, 2006, my cousin David Agbemabiese and I visited Ghana’s Mole National Park. My agenda for this first trip to […]

Animal Encounter–Bronze Winner: The Night of the Owl

Tuesday, March 4th, 2008

By Jennifer Wells N’anga – a traditional healer and herbalist who, as necessary, may practice witchcraft Muti – traditional herbal remedy, in some instances used to cast or reverse a spell We’ve been cursed. An owl flew into our house two nights ago. No other explanation is offered. As witches in disguise, owls are not […]

Adventure Travel—Silver: Along the Trail of Brotherhood

Tuesday, March 4th, 2008

BY ERIK R. TRINIDAD “YOU ARE MY BROTHER!” exclaimed Tilak, my Nepali guide through the Himalayan countryside, on our trek along the trail to Mount Everest. His proclamation was a double entendre; for one, since I was a Filipino-American with brown skin and a vague ethnic look, I was able to blend in as a […]

Women’s Travel—Gold Winner: The Secret of the World Sleeps in a Calabash

Tuesday, March 4th, 2008

by Kelley Calvert In a taxi speeding wildly into tar-black night, the car’s headlights met the blindness of dust stirred and scattered. The famous wind known as the Harmattan was blowing angrily over the Sahel of Niger, carrying its fury south and leaving a veil of dust over the desert’s ever-expanding domain. Earlier, as I […]

Young Traveler–Bronze Winner: Why I Beat a Girl with a PVC Pipe

Sunday, March 2nd, 2008

By Kristin Repsher All we wanted to do was to watch a good footy game. This seemed like a reasonable expectation, since we were sitting in the upper deck of Brisbane’s Suncorp Stadium, waiting for players to line up against one another for the second half of the second of three State of Origin clashes. […]

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