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Varanasi, India. May 2012.
A man is taking a spiritual bath in the Ganges. Hinduist believe that the purifying water of this sacred river would absolve them of their sins and so, local Hindu devotees and #pilgrims from afar flock to the ghats of #Ganges each day to bath in it.
A melhor maneira de se explorar ao máximo a ilha de Kefalonia é alugando um carro, já que as distâncias entre os principais pontos são grandes e não há muita opção de transporte público. Devido ao relevo acidentado as estradas são extremamente sinuosas e proporcionam a cada curva um mirante diferente pro mar Jônico. Esse na foto é na chegada de Myrtos beach, que já foi eleita diversas vezes a mais bela praia da Grécia. Cercada por duas grandes colinas com falésias brancas cobertas de vegetação e com o mar de diversos tons azuis é um daqueles cenários deslumbrantes e inesquecíveis dessa ilha. 🌊😎
Well Friends we have decided on a major life change by leaving the gorgeous state of Maine and relocating to Montana...next week! Thank you for all your support and we hope you “follow” along! It’s gonna be a blast! 😊
1111 hours ago
this guy @dja_mess had to do a few stops to survive mt. aphasia.. took him no time to reach the summit and spent 4 hours enjoying the peak.. i remember him saying he saw a 🐒 im like ok wtf
June 4, 2012 - I will just take that other road. Assey Plateau, Kazakhstan.
Recently, I've been wondering where my life would be if I had chosen a different route. One slight decision could of offset my track...would I have found a point of defined success? The last year, I kept catching myself falling into thoughts of regret. If I had done, or not done that. If I had pursued something more than Art in university. If I had moved to a place where I had community or supportive peers and didn't have to work in an country where I will always stand out among the crowd. If I hadn't allowed depression and anxiety pull me so far under that I've lost years of my life. It's sucked. It's sucked most of the time. I dearly miss my family and right now two of my closest friends are a Tibetan monk and my most dear Jamyang Tsomo, a Tibetan woman I said goodbye today. I'm an outsider. I've never fit in. But, as I leave East Tibet today...the place where I'm united with my soul that always wanders wild out here. I know, that...THAT road I was pulled down by the people that love and adore me...is absolutely the right road for me. Without a doubt. I'll take the homeless'ness and the hunger...because I know, at the end of this road, it will be these connections with people and these heavenly places that will stay in my heart for the next life...and the next...wherever that is.
1411 hours ago
На всякий случай оставлю это здесь. Лавандовое поле Крыма
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9031 hours ago
E d’inverno fa troppo freddo e d’estate fa troppo caldo.. odio le persone che si lamentano sempre, anche se in realtà sono la prima a farlo! 😂
In questi giorni fa decisamente troppo caldo! 🤦🏻♀️
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DAY 68: It’s like we’ve been living in a postcard scene the last few days here in Yosemite. But instead of saying over and over again how beautiful this place is, I’ll relay an embarrassing story from today that involves ripped pants and a runaway water bottle...
Miles and I are enjoying our lunch near a stream just before Benson Pass. It was quite cold today, so I was delaying my walk to the stream to fill up on water. Finally, I make my way to the stream’s edge as Miles finishes his lunch. ▪️
The moment I place my bottle in the stream, it escapes my grip and begins to float downstream. My initial thought is that it’s gone for good and that I’ve also just littered 😫 But, the power of currents seemed to be in my favor. The bottle began to bob against a nearby boulder over and over again. I ran up to the tentsite and grabbed a massive stick near the fire ring and headed back to the stream. ▪️
I step into the stream a bit and try with all my strength to drag the bottle back using the massive stick, rubbing soot all over my fleece in the process. Suddenly, I hear a “riiiiiiip” sound and quickly glance behind me to see that the small hole I had in my rain pants is now a massive hole. I swear I’ve lost weight 😂 With sadness, I then watch my water bottle float down a small waterfall and further away from me. ▪️
I ran down alongside the stream to witness my bottle’s fate when all of a sudden, it stops heading downstream and is pulled in to the safety of another rock’s influence on the current. After I scan the area to make sure it’s safe, I jump in to the shin-deep water and rescue my bottle from its peril.
My shoes and socks were wet, my fleece and left hand covered in soot from the stick, and I had a huge hole in the ass of my rain pants, but I had my water bottle safe in possession once again. ▪️
And for the duration of this entire rescue effort, Miles was spectating from his lunch spot laughing at me and eating his tuna salad 👀
It’s good to go and see one of the land forms usually studied in Philippine History lectures since my Elementary days & seen at the back of the 20 Peso Bill— the Banaue Rice Terraces.
The Rice Terraces of the Philippine Cordilleras were shaped into the mountains by the Ifugao tribes 3000 years ago broadly by hand. It is still being used as an agricultural form wherein the natives still plant rice, which is one of the Philippines’ primary food. This spot is definitely like stepping stones to the sky.
4072 hours ago
We were lost for at least a couple of hours trying to find this perfectly moody scenery. I was so captivated by the wonderfully spooky atmosphere that I almost forget the time. Heavy rain poured just as we reached our cabin. It was dark, cold, and around 7pm. What a day in life!
😍😍🌲🌲 📷 | awesome picture @_tineti#waterfalls
When I look back at trips, most of my favorite photos are blurred and grainy and maybe there's half a fingertip in the frame. They remind me of journal entries written on beer-stained napkins: hurried attempts to save something worth remembering. Even if the important words are a little out of focus, the story's there, and those feelings have a way to rush right back in. Or maybe there's something wrong with my lens. I think I'll go with the former.