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Rebecca Ananda

Freelance Journalist

Rebecca is a native of Vancouver, BC. She’s backpacked solo through the Middle
East, South East Asia, South America, India and Europe. She has a diploma in Theatre Arts (Acting) from Studio 58 in Vancouver and is completing a Bachelor of Journalism at Ryerson University in Toronto. Rebecca currently lives in Utrecht, the Netherlands, where she’s completing a course in international journalism. Follow her on twitter @RebeccaAnanda or on Instagram at sat_cit_ananda.
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The History and Culture I Saw in Syria Is Now Scarred by War

Years ago, when I was young and reckless, I backpacked solo through Syria. One morning, at the bus station in Homs, I had to make a spur of the moment decision; I could go west, towards the sea and Lebanon, or I could go east, to the ancient city of Palmyra. I turned west. I never saw Palmyra. The 2000 year old city is now in the hands of ISIS.
05/26/2015 01:01 EDT

A Child's Travel Log: Germany, 1939

"You no smuggle!" said the customs agent. It was nine-year-old Bev Miller's first trip to continental Europe. Bev landed at the Hook of Holland with her mother, Gladys, who had borrowed against the fa...
11/16/2014 10:30 EST
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5 Helpful Travel Tips for the Wandering Vegetarian

Maintaining an alternative food lifestyle while traveling in countries that do not understand or recognize vegetarianism as the moral/ethical/healthful imperative that it is to you, will always be a challenge. But there are ways to make it easier. After globe-trotting across every continent, 30+ countries, I've developed a few strategies to help keep my lean, mean, vegetarian machine meat-free on the hoof.
07/08/2014 12:35 EDT

Why Drink Beer, When You Have Jenever in Amsterdam?

The Dutch have a secret, and that secret's name is jenever. A precursor to modern gin, it has been drunk as "medicine" in the Netherlands since the Middle Ages. And what better way to pay homage to this historic liquor than to celebrate it with a festival, in a deconsecrated church, on a Saturday afternoon in Amsterdam.
04/16/2013 12:13 EDT
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How Not to Get Robbed While Abroad

I'm hot, I'm tired, my stomach is arguing with the dosa I had for dinner, and my freaking skin is on fire! And now this 'dude' is bothering me with this nonsense! "No, that's not mine! My money is in my ba-" I drop the end of the word as I look down at my feet to see, not my bag, but empty floor. Passport, wallet, guidebook and camera, all...gone. And that's how I got robbed in India.
03/06/2013 07:36 EST