Caravanserai, the travel and culture meet

In the days of old on the Silk Route, as the sun came down, the caravans heading in all directions stopped for the night. The resting place was called a Caravanserai. Late in the night, huddled around a fire, strangers come together to tell stories from their travels. Ours is the same but on Zoom or Clubhouse.

A crumbling section of the great wall, Inner Mongolia.

Have a look at the latest at our page on Meetup.com. Don’t worry about signing up for account if you have never used meetup.com service before. Email me at for the Zoom or Clubhouse link.

Come, come, whoever you are. Wanderer, worshiper, lover of leaving. It doesn’t matter. Ours is not a caravan of despair. come, even if you have broken your vows a thousand times. Come, yet again , come , come.”

― Jelaluddin Rumi