Siberia, Up Close: Ice Roads, Permafrost and Chara Sands
The sun does it’s best. Doesn’t matter. The forest in Yakutia looks powdered with moon dust, every branch lacquered, the […]
The sun does it’s best. Doesn’t matter. The forest in Yakutia looks powdered with moon dust, every branch lacquered, the […]
Venice doesn’t introduce itself gently. It drops you straight into movement water moving, people moving, buildings leaning toward the canals
I’ll be honest, before I landed in Istanbul, Turkey existed in my mind as this vague, exotic concept. Minarets silhouetted
I didn’t cry at the pyramids. Everyone said I would. “You’ll cry,” my friend told me before I left. “It’s