Poverty is perhaps one of the world's most photographed tourist attractions. Travelers snap photographs of starving African children with both the hope of sharing the truth about destitute conditions - but also to end up with stunning photographs.

I've always been conflicted by photographs of poverty...

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In 2005, back when I was living in the UK, I made the long (okay, long by British standards) trek north to the Scottish Highlands. I'd been in touch with my aunt -- you know, the token aunt who researches the family genealogy as a hobby? -- and had been able to learn exactly which tiny village my...

We all know what Canadians are good at. Hockey. Skiing. Saying 'eh?' at the end their sentences.
When you think of good wine though, your mind likely does not jump directly to British Columbia. Italy, Spain, Chile? California, Australia, Argentina?...

I've got it bad, these days.

The sudden cravings, the aimless web wanderings, the extended fantasy sequences while I'm driving, or running, or just staring out the window. I can't remember the last time the travel bug had me this firmly in its grip.

Oh, sure, I'm always antsy for that next trip. But since,...

The view from 35,000 feet:

I've never watched the sunrise from above the clouds before. Patches of orange break through at the horizon. The tangerine glow of the sky resembles what it looks like when there is a fire in the distance. "Here comes the sun, do dee do do, here comes the sun, I say,...

The average Boeing 747-300 (the plane I am flying in) weighs about 350,000 pounds. And it flies. Damn, airplanes are cool.

Sitting here in the terminal, looking at all of the other random travelers, I start to wonder what their stories are:

There is a young man with an oversized manilla envelope...

I do my best thinking when I'm walking.

It's always been that way, from the climb over the Bank St. bridge in the mornings before band practice in junior high, to the slow, slushy plod to the arena, my hockey bag slung over one shoulder, or the 3am trek home from downtown after the closing shift at my...

Beautiful British Columbia*

It has been almost a week now in Vancouver, and so far I have nary a complaint. Sure, not having a job or much responsibility helps. Sure, having a fantastic, cute tour guide and slobbery dog-friend helps too. But I think if I look past these obvious attractions, I still...

Zihuatanejo an old town trying to grow

I try and plug my headphones into my head.I just wanted to talk about something I have already forgotten.
It was something that was going to help someone though.

Save The World.

The world needs saving?

You really are not going to start with that perception crap again, about how if a hundred monkeys believe...

I have mentioned it before, in a previous post when I suggested that the world would be a better place if something entertaining, like hockey, was the international sport as opposed to football.  After watching last week’s gold medal game, where my team by association, Argentina won gold over...

I've been living in Halifax, Nova Scotia all summer. As any Canadian would know (especially Atlantic Canadians) Halifax is a city with plenty of opportunities to surround yourself with great music, cold drinks, and great people.

My experience lasted no more than 10 minutes but will stick with me for a...

Something that never fails to captivate me is overlooked history. So needless to say I've thoroughly enjoyed my time cycling up the coast of Nova Scotia, where I've received numerous supplemental history lessons regarding the period of the American Revolution.

In school, we Americans are taught all...

People are often at a loss for conversational topics, and travelers are certainly no exception.  While on the road, you will likely relive similar conversations with nearly every person you meet.  Everyone always asks about your life, your country, your job and your plans.  It is either...

One day last summer, it was my honour to dance with Matt, an Internet superstar who made one of Youtube's most viewed videos of all time

Although this travel blog is late it could not be left out. 

 I have never seen so many sick people in one place in my entire life. Young people, old people, big people, small people, the light hearted, and the tough. Everyone was sick. If anyone has ever travelled through the Cyclades of Greece they...

It's been a hectic couple of months since I returned from Barbados and started life as a full-time freelance writer - good for the most part, but definitely a little crazy. I thought I'd post a few links and notes explaining what I've been up to, and where I'm headed next.

The adjustment has been harder...

1.  I arrive in The Brazilian Consulate in Santiago, Chile, and proceed through the lengthy security measures of going through a metal detector, having my backpack searched and so on before finally being emitted to speak to somebody about a visa.

I then learn that I must go to a bank, down the...

Its ironic to me that the only city where I cannot call a friend randomly to suggest a cold beer on a sunny afternoon is the city I have called home for 10 plus years.  It’s a mix of not keeping in touch with old school friends, treating home like nothing more than a money stop and missing...