humanity
If nothing else, travel opens your eyes to the colorful quilt that is humankind.
Washington Square Park
It was his second night in New York City. Morale was running low. He’d lost his wallet at some club around 12:38. After some time, in the search for his wallet he had lost his phone. After being lost for what felt like eons, but was probably only an hour or two, he’d lost his hope as well. He grew up in a small town which meant his navigating skills were about as good as any other average persons since the creation of iPhones.
Jessica HarveyPublished 4 years ago in WanderWorldwide Friendship
For as long as I've been going away from home, adventuring about the UK and the broader world, friendship has followed me. The kindness of strangers who become friends, and friends who'll be strange with you when the delirium of travelling sets in, is an absolute necessity to making the most of being away and getting to know the places you visit.
Laura McCannPublished 4 years ago in WanderEnd of the Road...
It all started with a break-up. The usual story of gay dating. After 2 years of bliss in New York together, I got a dream job in San Francisco and we decided to go long distance. It lasted well. We weathered his house burning down, the passing of his mother and my kidney stones. He graduated. He did his first triathlon. I thrived in the new company, adapted to constant beautiful days.
Eric MachinePublished 4 years ago in WanderIt would look like this,
Present: Less than 48hours before it closes and I still haven’t started writing. I wonder why... Is it because I am busy thinking about all these things or is it just that I am being lazy? Or maybe I simply run out of things to say; I have been particularly normal and quiet today. No, that can’t be it! Writing for me is like a treasure island for a pirate. I may not know where to start but I am convinced that at the end there will be something valuable. So, of course, I will give it a try. But for the pirate to even start looking, she needs a map. I started looking for one.
Orianne TourePublished 4 years ago in WanderMy Town
You would think that the small town where I live is probably no different from other small towns. It has its Town Hall, Library, main street that has small businesses that cater to the local economy. Many local restaurants and coffee shops where you’ll find the young and old hanging out. The difference between my town and anyone else’s is that I live here. The uniqueness about my town is profound; from its beautiful waterways and the buildings and structures that have been built from the Limestone to the surrounding forest, hills and valleys, rivers and streams that pass through the heart of my town. The beauty is astounding no matter which way you turn. There was once an Opera house and in the early years my town was a hub for the Grand Trunk Railway which built the massive bridges that are now repurposed as trails that allow you to overlook the Thames river, Trout Creek and as far as the old water tower. You can still catch a train at the local train station which is in the same location that it had been originally built. The railway tracks are now gone and replaced with foot paths, trails and bike paths for everyone to enjoy. My town is surrounded by many species of wildlife from Grey Herons, Osprey, Ducks, Canadian Geese, Bobcats, deer, and small creatures like skunks, rabbits, and racoons. The variety of plant and wildlife in such a small area is amazing to behold.
Mother Nature Takes A Selfie
If you’ve ever been anywhere. You’ve seen them. If you’ve passed a lookout, a beach, or god forbid a pair of angel wings painted on a wall, then you’ve seen plenty of the same thing.
Matthew DonnellonPublished 4 years ago in WanderLittle Cranberry
Little Cranberry Isle, Summer 2019: a warm blueberry donut and a warm cup of coffee. The stones look like a blueberry donut, encircling the water at low tide. The sky is warm, like a cup of coffee.
Pallavi JunejaPublished 4 years ago in Wander12 volt Glamping
So you want to go camping or have a long road trip to complete. But you don't like the idea of bitterly cold weather, or the scorching hot sun. Maybe you want to or have to do it on a tight budget. Maybe can't stop at a petrol station every time you want a coffee or cold drink, either because there isn't one or simply your in an area where this stinking covid-19 virus is more prevalent. Either way, no matter the reason/s you have, there are certainly quite a few options you have. These days cars and equipment are amazing, the advancement of them are incredible and the cost of setting up is next to nothing.
Louise DicksonPublished 4 years ago in WanderSoul Aloha All Ways
This photo was shot using an iPhone XR and the Moment Anamorphic lens. I tweaked the original using the auto feature in Instagram. Enjoy - jmaw
The Sands Of Monahans
It was a spur of the moment decision. We were about four hours into our eight hour drive home when I saw the sign for the Monahans Sandhills State Park. I took the exit immediately, not telling my partner we were going for a small adventurous detour. This deviation was unexpected and short lived, but more than worth the experience that we gained!
Janee EllingtonPublished 4 years ago in WanderWish we could turn back time!
“Live with no excuses and travel with no regrets” ~ Oscar Wilde. 19th March, 2020. This was the day when I had laid my foot on the streets for the last time. Yes, it has been 4 months since I had seen the world outside my home. I don’t seem to remember a single day during this lockdown when I had not thought about how my life would have been had this entire corona virus fiasco not taken place. Trust me; it would have been quite eventful. But as it is, like many of you, I had to cancel all my travel plans for 2020.
Raibat SarkerPublished 4 years ago in WanderFrom Sea to Shining Sea
Growing up, I've found that I seem to have traveled noticeably less than many of my peers. By the time I graduated high school, I had only left my home state of Colorado 3 times. The first was for a Taekwondo world championship in Little Rock Arkansas, the second for a Taekwondo weapons training seminar in San Francisco California, and the third was to test for my 4th degree black belt in Las Vegas Nevada. At all three events, I met people not just from across our great nation, but from Europe and South America as well. I couldn't even compare!
Ariel M. ScisneyPublished 4 years ago in Wander