humanity
If nothing else, travel opens your eyes to the colorful quilt that is humankind.
Uncertainty in Certain Lands
To preface my story, I’m not a photographer, but I enjoy exploring new avenues to aid the many I can tell. Conveying specifically the feeling of uncertainty from my own perspective to others has always challenged me, but I think this photo encapsulates a small component of that issue and the resolve below.
By John Adam Plenge6 years ago in Wander
On the Move
What if you could take a train in São Bento station, right in the heart of Porto, and go all the way to Ho Chi Minh City, in Vietnam? “On the move” goes on the longest train journey in the world - 17 thousand kilometres across 11 countries - telling the story of a life on a train, but also the life of a micro-society on the move. By starting conversations with a smile, sometimes without the language of words in common, the truth of our oneness becomes undeniable. The love of a stranger feels like any other love, so there must be only one love, is that not so?
By Raquel Teixeira 6 years ago in Wander
The Urban Spectacle
Plaza Catalunya is the symbol of commercialism in Barcelona. The cramped local spots that characterize other parts of the city were absent. Instead of Spanish and Catalan storefronts, it's home to some of the biggest brands in the world: Zara, Louis Vuitton, McDonald’s. Here, not only could you get by on English, but it was the language of choice.
By Arslay Joseph6 years ago in Wander
Bought a Ticket; Took a Ride
Old Town looked deserted and decrepit; almost sinister in its emptiness. Despite the lack of cars and the dark doorsteps of businesses long since deserted for the evening, I knew Kaktus Kate’s would be open around the bend. Their crowd might not be boisterously active on the Friday after the Fourth of July in Cottonwood, Arizona, but there’s comfort to be had in a small gathering of self-righteous millennialectuals sipping IPAs and discussing unchangeable concepts of a democratic republic. I say “comforting” only in the sense one can drown them out with jukebox music more successfully than one finds themselves capable amongst slobbering drunks.
By Paul Forshtay6 years ago in Wander
My unspoken little pleasures.
Just like for the next multimedia-obsessed person, scrolling through my camera roll’s almost seven thousand pictures and videos is, simply put, no easy feat to tackle on any given day; but doing it today, in the midst of all the confusion, anger, uncertainty and bizarre abnormality of what has now become our socially-distant and ever-changing everyday life, was somehow even harder than I expected.
By monse cordero6 years ago in Wander
