Travel Writing Library

Green. Deep, strong and stretching into every horizon. The grandeur of the pine-covered hills is interrupted intermittently by a secluded community of log cabins, or an icy-black body of water usually fenced by rugged crags.

The frigid wind whipped my hair across my cheek. The fleece-lined hood of my jacket kept flying off in the wind, freezing my scalp in the process. I hugged myself to keep warm, but the below zero temperatures were...

The hacking cough of a fellow traveller kicks up clouds of choking dust. Fine grains of sand scratch my eyes and the air tastes like a filthy cloth stuffed down my throat.

I'll never forget the day that I went to Vernazza, one of The Cinque Terre, the five coastal villages located on the Ligurian coastline of Northern Italy. Literally meaning five lands, The Cinque Terre also includes...

In Search Of The Elusive Rare Blue Morpho Butterfly. Monte Verde Cloud Forest. John M. Edwards compares Costa Rican ecotourism vs. narcissism

On lookout. Twenty-three hundred hours. My eyes are distracted from the horizon by a strangely glittering star. After reading about the number of asteroids, meteors and other chunks of space rock that pass alarmingly...

A slender, fragile figure richly adorned in silver and gold stood awaiting his fate, watched by 10,000 Sevillanos. They waited silently and alertly for the arrival of the entertainment. A minute passed.

You hop on the back of motorbike before any light is in the sky and ride through the streets of Mandalay, the headlight illuminating a pre-dawn market spread out in the middle of the street.

In March of 2003, my girlfriend, Amy, and I trekked the Annapurna Circuit in Nepal. Looping for 210 kilometers (130 miles) around an entire mountain range with the same name, the Annapurna Circuit also traverses...

Separated from his tour group in East Berlin, a young college student from New York gets seriously lost and says, “Ich bin ein Berliner!” (I am a doughnut!), but, er, for exactly how long? It’s a race against time to find “Chuck” and bust through the border crossing before the infamous “Iron Curtain” closes.