humanity
If nothing else, travel opens your eyes to the colorful quilt that is humankind.
Soul 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 WanderOutdoor Shots
As the cool breeze of the Arabian sea kissed my face my eyes engulfed the beauty that lay ahead of me. The waves kissing the horizon way out in the distance and the sky line a mere outline of white fluffy clouds, gliding slowly across the eternal sky above me.A breath taking sight to see.I knew I had to capture this sight and hold it forever,as who knew I would be writing about it ,as I am today....on vocal..
Jacqueline PaynePublished 4 years ago in WanderUncertainty in Certain Lands
To preface my story, I’m not a photographer, but I enjoy exploring new avenues to aid the many I can tell. Conveying specifically the feeling of uncertainty from my own perspective to others has always challenged me, but I think this photo encapsulates a small component of that issue and the resolve below.
John Adam PlengePublished 4 years ago in WanderThe Meaning of Place
A few years ago, I took a trip to the Western Australian wheat belt for work. I was in social services at the time helping to run a residential facility, housing people for whom the world had not been kind.
Tegan HawkPublished 4 years ago in WanderIdahome Sunset
It intrigues me to think about the concept of a home. What is home? Is it where the heart is? My heart is sort of all over the place… it would be difficult to deem every place my heart is as my home. Who knows, maybe that isn't such a bad thing.
Anne HolliPublished 4 years ago in WanderOn the Move
What if you could take a train in São Bento station, right in the heart of Porto, and go all the way to Ho Chi Minh City, in Vietnam? “On the move” goes on the longest train journey in the world - 17 thousand kilometres across 11 countries - telling the story of a life on a train, but also the life of a micro-society on the move. By starting conversations with a smile, sometimes without the language of words in common, the truth of our oneness becomes undeniable. The love of a stranger feels like any other love, so there must be only one love, is that not so?
Raquel TeixeiraPublished 4 years ago in WanderThe Urban Spectacle
Plaza Catalunya is the symbol of commercialism in Barcelona. The cramped local spots that characterize other parts of the city were absent. Instead of Spanish and Catalan storefronts, it's home to some of the biggest brands in the world: Zara, Louis Vuitton, McDonald’s. Here, not only could you get by on English, but it was the language of choice.
Arslay JosephPublished 4 years ago in WanderBought a Ticket; Took a Ride
Old Town looked deserted and decrepit; almost sinister in its emptiness. Despite the lack of cars and the dark doorsteps of businesses long since deserted for the evening, I knew Kaktus Kate’s would be open around the bend. Their crowd might not be boisterously active on the Friday after the Fourth of July in Cottonwood, Arizona, but there’s comfort to be had in a small gathering of self-righteous millennialectuals sipping IPAs and discussing unchangeable concepts of a democratic republic. I say “comforting” only in the sense one can drown them out with jukebox music more successfully than one finds themselves capable amongst slobbering drunks.
Paul ForshtayPublished 4 years ago in WanderGoing...home?
I wake to find Zando curled up next to me in bed, scruffy tail resting on his nose. Shivering, I pull my sleeping bag tighter around me and huddle into his fur, willing myself to forget the greater significance of the chill that sinks into my core.