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We rely on helicopters just to safely get around Afghanistan’s capital Kabul. Waiting for my ride back to Kabul

Norway Field Notes · The Elixir Arrive Where We Started A voyage through Norway, psychological distance, and the strange clarity that returns whenever the ship leaves land behind. See Full Image Show Text Ordinary World The Call Answer the Call Foreign Land Trials The Elixir “We shall not cease from exploration, and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time.” T. S. Eliot, The Waste Land Norway is Alaska with Balls! These are words that at 20 years, the Old Age of Youth, I could only accept on blind faith, having no travel or life experience yet to prove them true. Home, in fact, was and is a place you want to leave ASAP, and set out on a new course...

Taking a moment to PAWS and reflect Good guys in Badlands. These hounds follow those who feed them Every great story seems to begin with a snake. Our morning hikers spotted a cobra. Charmed  to meet him, I am sure.  These serpents  come out early in the morning and late at night, so the risk assessment says go out in the afternoons to lower the impact of meeting up with these cold-blooded hazards. The snake in most South East Asian cultures is positive. Even the most poisonous thing, in India, the cobra, is a sacred animal. It embodies the power of life, because the snake sheds its skin. If I meet up with one, however, I'd consider it a sign of good luck...and run as fast as I could away from it. I'm just glad to see so many dogs and watching these dogs be dogs is so funny. I can say any thing whatsoever  to a dog, and the dog will give you a look that says, ‘Wow, you’re right! I never would’ve thought of that!" They are  truly man's best fr...

South Pacific / Fiji / The Sea Years Coming Home to Fiji Coming home to a place I had never been before. It is Fee-Gee—Fiji. See Full Image Show Text Opening Bearing You cannot get any farther away before you start coming back. Imagine sailing across the blue waters of the South Pacific, passing idyllic islands teeming with exotic fish and majestic coral reefs. Oh, wait—I do not have to use my imagination. What you see is what you get. Bula. Coming home to a place I had never been before. Fiji / South Pacific Field Note Archive Image 01 Sunshine on My Shoulders The scenery paints itself. I am just the middleman. ...