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A selection of standouts from the 2013 Nat Geo Traveler Photo Contest.
A few hundred years ago a samurai may have sat in this chair to do some sword shopping.
The first time I took out my contact lens, she screamed in horror.
Double exposures combining the spirit of London + New York.
My shutter finger reacted before I realized the noise was coming from dIrectly in front...
I had to pay tribute to the remarkable woman who’d helped me start my literary journey.
5Point is becoming one of the most recognized fests in adventure.
"It’s kind of like a drug for me, you get that ultimate high and then you’re always...
People lined up to take this shot of a cherry blossom framing the Buddha. Yes, I waited.
The portrait Frame drew of Seacliff in her writing is unmistakably horrific.
Instead try: Being original.
It was from here that Janet Frame had drawn a lifetime of inspiration.
Here in this hillside cemetery, Frame escaped from her dingy lodgings to write poetry.
“You couldn’t build a house like this today,” he said. “It’s all asbestos.”
What is it about Frame’s work that strikes such a deep chord in her devoted admirers?
Bitterweed in bloom.
If you want to travel, go. If you want to write, pick up your pen.
9 stereotypical ways people “give away” that they’re just starting out.
In Iquitos, "panning" the fury of tuk tuks flying past me.
You can use the sound an engine makes to discuss what it means to live a good life.
You wore a rim of mustard pollen around your nose.
By day five, I looked less like a wizard with a wand, and more like an angler.
I had come to resent Orlando, considering it a sort of cultural void.
Bodysurfers seem to blend into the ocean's landscape.
All we want is a cold beer and some good, old fashioned peel ‘n’ eat shrimp.
The backpacker, beneath a gigantic fern, has an epiphany and returns changed.
I grew up traveling off Lonely Planet's fat blue books.
