So what do I think about Shanghai? I won’t lie, I have mixed feelings. On one hand, it has arresting views of skyscrapers, impressive architecture, excellent spa treatments, great luxury shopping (there are as many Gucci shops as there are Starbucks, I kid you not), and a food scene to match. It is energetic, diverse, and […]
Mono Lake. I’ve wanted to visit and take photos there for years and years. You can read all the Wikipedia details about it here, but to really appreciate just how interesting (cool, bizarre, weird, wild, otherworldly, etc.) it can be, one has to experience it in person. Among the treats to see are these tufa, […]
Philosophers have pondered it. Theologians have pontificated about it. Scientists have been skeptical of it. Life after death. The great beyond. Sarah had been afraid of it, then had slipped silently into it during the night. [READ MORE]
1. To experience a plane landing on water There is honestly nothing quite like a journey in a sea plane! Taking off from and landing on the azure blue ocean that makes up most of the Maldives is something you won’t forget in a hurry. On my first ever seaplane journey, not five seconds after […]
Dead men tell no tales.
The graveyard was silent. All I could hear was the wind rustling through the leaves. An occasional car passing in the distance. The bright blue sky, filled with feathery white clouds was offset by the fact that I was surrounded by hundreds of dead bodies hidden only by a few feet of dirt.
Some had been there for nearly one hundred years. Others, likely still had flesh on their bones.
I didn’t hang around for long.
One of the first things I do at Burning Man each year is head out to the Playa to visit the Man. It’s a way of paying homage. Given that the annual event in the Black Rock Desert of Nevada wouldn’t exist without the Man and his appointment with fire, my ‘pilgrimage’ seems appropriate. […]
Bob Ramsak tells the story of meeting a homeless man on the streets of Bogotà, Colombia.
You meet interesting people when you walk cross a new country.
I met a man from Argentina who was wearing the ugliest red sweater. He wore it every time that I saw him. He didn’t have much of a sense of style. He didn’t seem to care. He studied physics, back in his home country.
We met in Munich, but I took this picture of him in Amsterdam at the Van Gogh Museum. It was the last day that I saw him in person.
We still talk from time to time.