Travel is Killing Me

“My dear,
Find what you love and let it kill you.
Let it drain you of your all. Let it cling onto your back and weigh you down into eventual nothingness.
Let it kill you and let it devour your remains.
For all things will kill you, both slowly and fastly, but it’s much better to be killed by a lover.
~ Falsely yours”
― Charles Bukowski

USVI SunsetTravel is my love. It’s deeply rooted in my soul. Writing and owning Bucket List Publications has brought the world to my doorstep.  This year I visited 14 new countries and returned to many of my favorites from the past. It has consumed me. I’m always planning my next trip. It’s a drug and I’m high all the time. But it’s not a bad thing. I’m going to die doing what I love and taking as much in as humanly possible.

I just returned from a four day trip to Club Med Cancun where I tried trapeze, kayaking, snorkeling, windsurfing, swimming in a cenote, catamaran sailing, dancing, and riding a bull. I’m exhausted, but tomorrow I will take the over-night flight to St. Lucia and start another new adventure at Windjammer Landing. I’ve found what I love and I’ll give it everything I have.

Have you found what you love?

Through the Eyes of a Himba Child

Himba Child, Namibia

For years, an ancient, semi-nomadic tribe of herders known as the Himba has drawn photographers to Namibia’s northwest. The community living among the majestic Makalani palms at Palmfontein invite visitors to learn more about their proud and ancient lifestyle and culture. While still a traditional tribe, they are becoming familiar with looking at themselves through a camera screen. When I arrived with a GoPro, though, their reaction was priceless. I showed a few children, both young toddlers and older teens, how to hold the GoPro and my Canon T2i and what things looked like through the viewing screen. They took a few photos and videos for themselves and results are beautiful! Continue reading

Some “Wow” Photos from Waikoloa

Sunset at Hilton Waikoloa Village

Hawaii is Utopia, a society possessing perfect qualities, and Hilton Waikoloa Village upped my level of “wow”. As I explored the grounds, I was awestruck by the kind of beauty that isn’t used to describe a place; it’s reserved for something special like a child or a lover. It’s the kind of beauty that makes you wonder why you’d live anywhere else. Rather than trying to describe it, I want to show you. Pictures can’t do this kind of beauty justice but I’ve tried to capture a glimpse of it and you can fill in the rest with your imagination.  Continue reading