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Weekly Photo Mojo: Pier out into the Sea from the Island of Waiheke.

Like a path into the unknown, this pier that dipped into the glass green open waters of Waiheke Island in New Zealand is one of my favorite photos I’ve ever taken.

I look at it from time to time, and each time I do, it always inspires that wanderlust again. While traveling through New Zealand, places like these always made me stop and think of where I was, and how I would have never believed I would be here. And over all, you may not be able to see where it leads to, or it may seem to lead nowhere, but it’ll always be an adventure worth taking!

So listen to the wise words of Mark Twain:

“Life is short, break the rules, forgive quickly, kiss slowly, love truly, laugh uncontrollably, and never regret anything that made you smile. Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn’t do than by the ones you did. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.”

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Weekly Photo Mojo: At Worlds End on Cape Spear, Newfoundland.

An ocean mist rolls over the thrashing ocean hundreds of feet below. Rough, dark grey cliffs drop of at what appears to be the end of the world, but this is just the most easterly point in all of Canada.

The old Cape Spear lighthouse keeps an ever watchful eye out for wayward sailors as they creep close to the shore that would surely take their lives.

Standing atop these cliffs, with the salty ocean breeze filling my nose, and the fog crawling over the ocean that seemed to go on forever, it really did seem like I was at world’s end.

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The Most Awe-Inspiring Sunsets around the World

I recently revealed in a memoir about how travel saved my life and gave me light in the darkness that how for the past five years of my life I couldn’t see colors for what they were; be it yellow for flowers or blue for a sky. The colors always brought me back to a terrible moment in my life.

But on that fateful day, orange wasn’t a part of that. You see, orange is one of the only colors the past five years I’ve been able to soak in, and it was usually during a radiant and fiery sunset that gave me warmth. Gave me feeling again. That’s why I try to never miss a sunset wherever I am,

So I thought it fitting to share these sunsets with you that were the most memorable and awe-inspiring that I’ve experienced.

Now that I begun to travel yearly, and sometimes for 2 years straight on the road, I’ve had the pleasure to see sunsets in some stellar locales.

Here goes. The world’s most awe-inspiring sunsets (that I’ve witnessed so far…)

Canada

Sunset Rocky Harbor Canada

The last gleam of light shimmers on the horizon at the lighthouse in Rocky Harbor in Gros Morne National Park.

New Zealand

Sunset Napier New Zealand

A sky colored with a fiery orange pastel silhouettes the art deco architecture in Napier, New Zealand.

Sunset Doubtless Bay New Zealand

An orange sky pierces the clouds, warming my face atop a grassy crag in Doubtless Bay, New Zealand.

Haiti

Sunset Belly Beach Labadee Haiti

Silhouettes leap off the boat casting harsh shadows on a molten orange landing.

Sunset Belly Beach and Labadee Haiti

The orange setting sun reflects off of the tile, welcoming us to paradise in Haiti.

Sunset Caribbean Labadee Haiti

Just before darkness takes hold of the day, the waters around Belly Beach, Haiti are covered in an orange hue.

United States

Sunset over Cemetery New Orleans

The warm, southern sun changes the feeling of an above ground cemetery in New Orleans from lifeless, to vibrant.

Sunset Honolulu Hawaii

Sailboat masts stab at a cream-sickle colored sunset in Honolulu, Hawaii.

Sunset Georgetown Washington DC

Canals in Georgetown D.C. a washed with a golden orange, warming the factory brick walls.

Sunset Washington Monument DC

The Washington monument in all its glory.

An old steamboat streams through the silver water which reflects the light orange of a setting sun over Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania.

Close by the last scene, PNC Park in Pittsburgh shimmers.

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The place of all joy for kids, and a place I never got to visit until I was 23. The Disney Castle glows with a hint of orange on a brisk October day.

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Weekly Photo Mojo: New Orleans Expressed in One Picture.

New Orleans is one of my favorite cities in the United States for many reasons, and a few of them can be summed up by this one photo.

As I was wandering the streets, my attention was suddenly drawn to a woman walking down the street. No, it wasn’t because my male instincts were checking her out (I’m sure she is very pretty) but it was the 1950’s style dress she wore.

It suddenly felt as though I had time traveled. The French style architecture i the houses that lined the street, the brick factory on the left. Take out the cars and give this a sepia tone and you may not be able to tell which decade it was from!

New Orleans hasn’t aged a bit…and that is a good thing.

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Have you been to New Orleans? Can’t you feel that vibe everywhere?

Travel Horror Story: Stumbled into a Haitian Crypt.

Unearthed skulls, slow burning candles dripping molten wax over the rough stone crypts, echoes through the hallowed corridors of chants in unison which called forth the god Bondyè.

Peeking around one of the crypts, my stomach retreated into my ribcage like a scared pup cowering in its doghouse as I saw women and men swaying, shaking, and chanting.

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A goat, eyes glazed over with fear from the commotion, was pulled forward to a priestess adorned with a gold. Firelight dancing over the hammered metals she wore, and in her hand reflected the bright silver light from a curved blade.

I held my breath, so not to disturb the ritual, and so wouldn’t be next to have my head laid on that fire charred stone mantle. Or should I say chopping block.

Then it happened. Swift and clean like a knife through warm butter. No “Shing!” noise was made like you might hear in movies when a sword cuts into a foe. No, this sound was much more nightmarish.

Have you ever heard a goat cry?

If not, I never wish it upon you.

As blood burst over the white matted fur and the goat collapsed, a wail like the one from a crying baby rang out through the stone labyrinth of crypts, and as the goat’s twitched its screams turned to a whimper, then a gurgle, then silence.

And I wanted to vomit.

And that was a fictional travel horror story…

Gotcha! Hopefully I didn’t give you the heebie-jeebies too much, but I told this very Horror movie-esque tale because this is what I expected to see when I first explored a Haitian above ground crypt.

I already have a fascination with cemeteries, but growing up on ‘The Crypt Keeper’ and hearing very terrifying stories of Haitian Voodoo ceremonies, I expected to be trapped in my own Hollywood horror story.

As usual though, it ended up not being like I expected. So come with me through a tour of a haunting, yet beautiful Haitian Cemetery.

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It kind of happened by accident. We had never planned on exploring one, but we happened to stumble into the old marketplace director who was fascinated by our project.

When I found out we were going to be getting a tour of one of the cemeteries, usually gated and locked, I became über giddy.

I don’t know what it is, but I always find myself drawn to the age old stone markers of lives that once were wherever I tend to travel to.

Up until this point I had seen tons of them, small and large, lining the roads we drove through or dotting city blocks. Always walled and locked.

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When we first entered through the rusted wrought iron gate following a priest, I felt the need to hold my breath like I did as a little boy whenever you would pass a cemetery in a car.

It was silent, except for the others echoing voices as they had already walked far ahead. I was just 10ft in and already felt lost in a labyrinth.

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I couldn’t help but walk slowly though. Even though I’ve been in PLENTY of beautiful old cemeteries, I hadn’t been into on like a Haitian cemetery.

Personal mausoleums towered over me like a bustling city of the dead, all brightly colored and stacked upon each other like a small Haitian city of its own.

Some were cracked or crumbled from time and the natural disasters that have plagued the country.

Yet, in the presence of the dead amongst the crumbling skyscrapers of passed loved ones, I couldn’t help but admire the beauty of these memorials.

And there was a pit in my stomach as I walked through the corridors thinking about my mother, and how she does not have one.

A bucket list item of my own.

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When we came to this iron topped blackened crypt with a small stone box connected to its base was when thought up that elaborate and creepy story at the beginning of this article.

The priest told us that this was a very special stone, one in which individuals come in the twilight hours to give trinkets, burn herbs, and offer vodou prayers. And MAYBE even sacrifices.

*cue the suspenseful music*

Whether or not that is true, or to scare some gullible American like myself that believes everything explodes or is haunted, it was still intriguing.

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I feel like I could have wandered, and probably gotten lost, for hours in that cemetery, but the priest also turned out to be the ex-head of the marketplace in Cap-Haitian and was taking us on a VIP tour of that as well.

But one thing was for certain as we walked back through those snaking colorful corridors – Haitian cemeteries are not bloody voodoo ritual grounds, but beautiful memorials to their loved ones.

P.s. I have actually heard a baby goat cry, and it is just as terrifying as I described.

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What do you feel about cemeteries, and where is your favorite?

Weekly Photo: The craziest object I’ve seen transported on a motorbike!

Hello folks! I’m your host Ryan Brown, and by golly do we have something to show you today! On today’s Just Chuckin’ it! travel gameshow is a contest of sheer resourcefulness as we see who can fit the craziest thing on a motorbike!

And the winner is…

*cue drumroll

Refrigerator balancing act on a motorbike!

20130709-034904.jpgDuring my 10 days through Haiti, I saw some pretty wild shit. And MANY things transported by motorbike that most people can’t transport by car here in the states.

Unless they were really determined and REALLY resourceful, and it seems like the Haitian people are all of the above.

From 5 people on a bike, to giant baskets of food, to goats, it seemed as if I had seen it all. Until this fella cruised on by us on a road outside of Cap-Haitian. With a freakin’ refrigerator on the back of his motorbike. Like it was nothing.

Holy shit!” I called out as he put-putted past us.

Yeah, holy shit. That guy is pro.

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What is the craziest thing you’ve seen transported on a motorbike, or any other transport for that matter?

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Weekly Photo: Old Town Montreal from the Ground Up.

“In the morning the city spreads its wings, making a song in stone that sings. In the evening the city goes to bed hanging lights about its head.”

– Langston Hughes

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Langston Hughes nailed it on the head with this poem, and this is exactly the feeling I got as we walked around Old Town Montreal.

We had stepped out of the modern, bustling downtown and into the past.

Aged cobble stone streets make you aware of every step you take, nearly forcing you to admire the history. The sun climbs higher into the sky warming the streets. Cafés are opening their doors and grinding the first batches of fresh coffee. Bakeries are opening their shutters and filling the alleyways with the aroma of fresh baguettes, loafs of rye, and muffins. Artists begin setting their easels and carefully displaying their passion for passer-bys and potential customers, boutiques are sweeping the tree helicopters away that had fallen in their open French style courtyards.

I feel like Old Town Montreal is a place anyone could stroll around and feel the soul of it all.

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In Photos: The Fantastical Lighthouses of Eastern Canada.

There is something oddly fascinating and magical about lighthouses, at least for me.

Beacons of hope perched atop sea-swept cliffs or far-reaching jetties calling sailors home, or warning them of the imminent dangers that lay beneath the midnight blue water of night.

Maybe I have a thing for lighthouses because I view them as a beacon for me as well, calling me from one point of the world to another. Leading me to another breath-taking view.

Whatever it may be, I ended up at a few along the way while on a recent road-trip through Canada.

Below are a few lighthouses along the coasts between Newfoundland and Ontario. Though I wish I could have seen every lighthouse that dots the coastline of Canada, I did manage to stand beside five and peer out at the beautiful horizon.

Maybe I’ll just have to come back for a tour of all the lighthouses with them being this beautiful!

And remember, click the photos to fully emerse yourself in the HD beauty! 

 

Cape Spear Lighthouse

The newer Cape Spear lighthouse, built in 1955, is now the operational lighthouse which steers ships away from the jagged coast of the St. John’s, Newfoundland area.

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New and old.

The Original lighthouse of Cape Spear, a wooden structure, sits in close proximity to that newer concrete structure. From here you can see the sea mist crawl across the Atlantic Ocean before it shrouds the entire cape in late evening.

Original Cape Spear Lighthouse

A closer look at the Original Cape Spear Lighthouse as you walk up the rocky hill-top. Built in 1836.

Fort Amherst Lighthouse

Fort Amherst Lighthouse

The old-old Amherst Fort Lighthouse, built in 1810 in the St. John’s Harbor as seen from Signal Hill. Sadly, this lighthouse de-commissioned when it was decided that Cape Spear was a better location.

Rocky Point Lighthouse

The golden sun descended into the horizon, painting the sky lavender. The quiet crash of the waves below was the only sounds on that beautiful night, besides the occasional cry of a hungry seagull. Rocky Point Lighthouse, located in Fortune Harbor, was built in 1873 to mark the entrance to the harbor which would become a prominent fishing community.

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Sunbeams illuminate the lighthouse at dusk as the lighthouse keeps an ever-watchful eye over Rocky Harbor and Fortune harbor in Gros Morne.

Port Dover Lighthouse

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This lighthouse called to me as we walked down the pier of Dover. Wooden benches adorned with the names of sailors lost at sea line the walk as you approach the old lighthouse, grim reminders of the power of mother nature.

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Fishermen try their luck (and skill) beside the lighthouse. Built in 1845, Dover Lighthouse is located in the beachy town of Dover in Norfolk County, Ontario. It was burned down and eventually re-built 2 years later. Now clad in metal, the original structure was of all wood.

What about you, do lighthouses call out to you in your travels?

St. John’s: Stunning Sights From Signal Hill.

Two trains, two planes, and a combined 20hrs of traveling (not counting local buses and shuttles) I finally reached St. John’s Newfoundland, Canada!

Rest? Rest is for the dead it seems, because the moment I arrived, it was already time to go exploring. Though I did feel quite dead from lack of sleep.

Before embarking on an epic upcoming road-trip with three other travel bloggers(Candice, Seattle, and Zak) to the Travel Blog Expo in Toronto, Candice has been showing us around much of her hometown of St. John’s.

First thing on the list? A hike.

Overlooking the city below is Cabot Tower, a stone citadel built atop Signal Hill in commemoration of Queen Victoria and used as a defensive lookout over history. The hike to reach the top takes you along a snaking trail beside the coast gives you some wicked views of the city and the harbor. The hike itself wasn’t too rough; the trail was a tad rocky and we did have to climb a few hundred stairs, but the payoff was well worth it.

With a retro flare given to the photos, I present to you Signal Hill National Park and Cabot Tower!

Oh, and feel free to tap/click the photos for full-sized beauty.

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St. John’s harbor shimmering as the sun sets.

 

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A weather-worn abandoned shack on the shoreline. Once upon a time it saw better days, but you can’t get a better view than this waking up in here.

 

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A ship with a shallow wake cruises into the horizon.

 

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The snaking Signal Hill trail giving you an amazing sight of St. John’s harbor.

 

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Cabot Tower perched high above. To reach this, we would have to hike 241 stairs. Needless to say, I can now consider myself a stair master.

 

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The jagged and beautiful coastline of St. John’s.

 

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Cabot Tower, constructed in 1897 in honor of Queen Victoria’s Diamond Jubilee and the 400th anniversary of John Cabot’s landfall.

 

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Fort Amherst in the distance.

 

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Just look at the view.

 

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George’s Pond, or from what I heard — Dead Man’s Pond. Maybe it’s an “old wives tale” but I was told that after someone was hanged in the town during the settlement years, they would toss the dead bodies in this pond.

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Dusk over St. John’s.

Have you been to St. John’s or Newfoundland? What’s you favorite photo?

 

Weekly Photo: Sunning Sunrise over a New Orleans Cemetery.

As we creaked out of New Orleans on the Amtrak Crescent train, we happened to stop beside this massive cemetery just as the sun was crawling over the horizon and flooding through these above ground crypts. All I can say is – hauntingly beautiful.

Recently I took a trip down to New Orleans for a wedding, and subsequently fell in love with this lively city. I was aching to visit the above ground crypts and vaults that New Orleans is known for, but unfortunately I didn’t have time while I was there.

We weren’t supposed to stop beside the cemetery, but I’m glad I could catch this stunning sight. AND I even had time to take HDR photos! Was it because I tweeted Amtrak disgruntled that I couldn’t film from the rear car of the train? I’d like to think so.

New Orleans Cemetery at Sunrise
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Haiti in Photos: Don’t Look! You Might Fall in Love.

Well, it’s too late now.

You have crossed the threshold.

There is no going back.

But who says you’ll want to?

After seeing some of these images of Haiti, you may want to rush over to the nearest airport and catch the first flight over to the caribbean.

That’s right, I said you’ll want to travel to Haiti. Actually, these photos may make you want to have a love affair with the Pearl.

I’ve already discussed in a previous post about my preconceived notions of Haiti (and everybody else’s) via the media and how they were blown to itty-bitty pieces by this marvelous country.

Of course there is still remnants the wear, tear, and destruction on the surface. But get ready baby — I’m going to take you past the surface and show you what lies beneath.

Remember, I DID warn you not to look.

Past this point you risk feasting your eyes on tantalizing cultural imagery, ravishing landscapes, and multiple travel-gasms. Since it was a bit surreal seeing this beauty after hearing about so much negative, I decided to play around with Snapseed and edit the photos a tad bit with a hint of HDR and a pinch of surreal.

Enjoy!

Oh, and click the photos…I double-dog dare you.

Haiti Travel 2013

We were here. Haiti, scratching below the surface in 2013.

Port Au Prince from above

Port Au Prince, capital city of Haiti from the roof of our hotel.

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Our stellar view from atop the Pacot Breeze Hotel over Port Au Prince. I watched the sunrise ever day we stayed here from this very spot.

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A vast valley greeted us after leaving the bustling capital city on our way to Cap-Haïtian. Reeds blew with the gentle breeze as we all three imagined soaring down on hang-gliders. Shall we start a business?

Nom Nom Plantains in Haiti

Food-gasm. Fried plantains with Pikliz — spiced and pickles vegetables not for the faint of heart. Bring the heat and douse this on the plantains and this makes for a meal I could (and did) eat everyday. Nom nom nom.

Motorbikes in Cap-Haïian

Motorbikes scurrying about the city of Cap-Haïtian in the morning. One of the rare times I saw the street this empty besides very late at night.

Haitian Cemetery in Cap-Haïtian

A haunting yet fascinating Haitian cemetery in Cap-Haitian. We were given a tour by a gentleman and I was utterly amazed by the color and scale of these memorials for the dead. I remember driving past many along the highway from Port Au Prince and I would always yell out, “Did you see that? Their cemeteries are so beautiful!”

Cruising on the Caribbean

Hop aboard the boat from Labadee in the north and escape to more private beaches.

Belly Beach in Labadee, Nord, Haiti

This is paradise before your eyes. After a night sleeping on the sand at Belly Beach to the left, I awoke at sunrise and climbed the jagged rocks. The sun crawled over the mountains illuminating the sky with crimson and orange and danced off the emerald waters.

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A lazy lizard soaking up the sun rays on Belly Beach. The way life should be! And, it seems like he digs posing for the camera as well.

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Wandering into the hills above Labadee, this stone gateway was like the door to the Secret Garden, except more stunning beaches lie just beyond it.

Sunset over Belly Beach, Nord, Haiti

A canoe skims across the water at dusk. I could sit on the beach and watch this everyday, couldn’t you?

La Citadelle, mountain Fortress, Haiti

High up atop a 3,000ft mountain stands an enormous sandstone fortress known as La Citadelle. Erected as a defense against possible French invasion after the Haitians fought and gained independence, it is a reminder of the victory for freedom they fought for and a monument of great achievement.

And yes, I stood at the top with awe and said, “Gnarly!”

Cap-Haïtian from Above

Cap-Haïtian before sundown. It is the second largest city in Haiti and where much of the documentary we traveled to Haiti to film took place.

Soccer at Sunset

Right outside of Cap-Haïtian away from the congestions and noise is a quite school tucked near the mountains. Kids played soccer as the sun retreated behind the hills, and approached us to practice their English. Which I might say was damn good!

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Weekly Photo: Peek into a Haitian Paradise from a Boat

Is there anything more awesome than cruising through the ocean in a leaky boat towards a paradise island? After a few days living under the sun near in Labadee, Haiti, it was time to get off our sand covered beach bums and explore.

We paid a boat taxi a few extra hundred Haitian Gourdes to break his route and take us around to some of the other surrounding islands. This is my rad view I had perched at the tip of the boat as we put-putted around islands that looked as if they were straight out of Jurassic Park.

On a boat in Haiti
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Weekly Photo: Shimmering Boats in Labadee, Nord, Haiti.

As the sun was retreating beyond the distant mountains, we pulled up to the beach of Labadee, Nord, Haiti.

Sunlight danced and shimmered on the water with the silhouettes of boats rocking with the tide. Decorated with bright (though faded) colors and verses from the bible, the rickety and leaky wooden boats await on the shore to scurry passengers of to beaches close-by.

Beaches not Labadee.

Labadee is leased by Royal Caribbean and nobody except tourists from the ship are allowed. No matter, these took us to a much more beautiful and secluded beach. You can find this beautiful area of beaches and mountains located on the northern coast of Haiti.

Boats in Labadee, Nord, Haiti
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Weekly Photo: La Citadelle – This Massive Fortress is in Haiti?!

You can imagine my surprise when this castle reared its epic face out from the palm trees as I clip-clopped along a cobble road on a scrawny horse.

Holy shit!

Yes, this was my reaction when I got the first glimpse of La Citadelle. A massive ancient fortification perched atop a mountain overlooking the countryside near the small town of Milot. This sandstone fortress, also known as “Citadelle Henry Christophe”, was commissioned by a King of Haiti in 1805 to hold the Northern territory against possible French invasion.

And this was my first castle I EVER visited. Who would have thought my castle virginity would have been snatched by Haiti?! Literally took my breath away…

So Gnarly.

(A full article on this epic part of my adventure will come soon, so stay tuned ;P)

La Citadelle, Haiti
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Honestly, comment and tell me if you expected to see a castle like this in Haiti!

Weekly Photo Mojo: Washington Monument in the Haze.

On a windswept winters day while wandering Washington D.C. I paused to admire the giant obelisk that is one of our most well-known national monuments. The haze was thick enough to blot out the sun, and it looked as if the tree’s skeleton silhouette was grasping it.

Washington Monument in Black and White
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Happy Birthday Abe Lincoln! Fun Facts, Best Quotes, and Memorial Photos

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Hey Abe, it’s your 203rd birthday! Try not to look so excited good sir.

Today is Abraham Lincoln’s birthday, 16th President of the United States of America.

When this gnarly dude wasn’t chopping down trees, slaying vampires, attending top-hat parties, giving his honest opinions, or growing EPIC beards, he was saving the Union’s ass during the Civil war and fighting for African American’s much deserved rights.

Chya. If Lady Liberty had a swiss army knife for the United States, its Honest freakin’ Abe right here. 

So, in honor of America’s most dapper badass in history, I have prepared some of his awesome quotes as well as photos from his memorial in Washington D.C.

Abraham Lincoln Quote

Pretty inspirational word’s right there huh? Definitely a quote that I live by every day.

Lincoln Memorial from the Reflecting pool

Lincoln’s Memorial in the distance. The reflecting pool looking a little run down while under construction a previous summer. Trust me, it looks just like it did in Forest Gump now.

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Up close, tourists clamor up the marble steps to get a peek at the badass himself.

Abe Lincoln Quote

My motto for my daily life. Whatever job or activity I am doing, I try to be a rockstar at it. Everything is an extension of myself and a choice I make, so why not be the best damn person I can at all time. Wise words from the Great Bearded One.

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The big man himself, forever keeping a watchful eye over the freedoms of the people. If things get too much worse in the USA, I could imagine him getting out of his comfy chair and taking an axe to these corrupt politicians!

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Just Chuckin’ it with Abraham Lincoln. Looks like he is rocking some old-school chucks as well! (I got strange looks as I tried to take this photo).

Lincoln Quote

Washington Monument

Abe’s view for eternity isn’t too shabby huh?

This is looking out of the memorial over Washington D.C. The Washington Monument has always been rumored to be the hiding place of the Holy Grail, brought over by the vikings and protected by the Freemasons. Well, Abraham Lincoln DID apply to be one, but withdrew it after deciding to run for President so it wouldn’t seem he had a political ruse. Interesting… (cue the suspense music)

Now for some…

Fun Facts about Abraham Lincoln

  • Was actually known for his epic beard, I wasn’t lying! He was the first President to rock a beard in office!
  • Another thing Lincoln may have been: Psychic. He totally dreamt of his death right before it happened. Talk about a bad dream.
  • Abe was so badass that he thought a President should lead by example and fight in the Civil War. Believing his role in the Capital running the country was MUCH more important, a brave gent named J. Summerfield Staples volunteered to fight in his place.
  • He was a giant! At 6 feet 4 inches, he is the tallest President. I’m jealous…
  • He stored things in that nifty top-hat of his like letters and documents. Kinda’ like an old-school backpacker huh?

And the creeeeeeepy Kennedy/Lincoln assassination coincidences.

    • Both men were shot in the head on a Friday.
    • Lincoln and Kennedy were elected to Congress 100 years apart. Lincoln was elected in 1846, Kennedy was elected in 1946.
    • Lincoln and Kennedy were elected to the presidency 100 years apart. Lincoln was elected in 1860, Kennedy was elected in 1960.
    • Both men’s successors were named Johnson. Lincoln’s was Andrew Johnson, Kennedy’s was Lyndon Johnson.
    • Andrew Johnson was born in 1808 while Lyndon Johnson was born in 1908, another 100 year difference.
    • Both men were assassinated by men who were known by three names. Lincoln was assassinated by John Wilkes Booth, Kennedy was assassinated by Lee Harvey Oswald.
    • The names Lincoln and Kennedy both contain seven letters.
    • The names of their assassins contain fifteen letters.
    • Lincoln was shot in a theater named Ford, Kennedy was shot in a car (a Lincoln) made by Ford.

Epic Badass Abraham Lincoln

Pretty much how the American Civil War was won.

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Weekly Photo Mojo: Grand Army of the Republic Memorial – D.C.

Recently on a cold January day in Washington D.C. I came across this memorial while wandering the city with my good friend. We had been discussing our upcoming trip to Haiti (more on that to come) when the aged bronze and the stone obelisk caught my eye.

A Civil War memorial for the Grand Army of the Republic, a group founded by Dr. Benjamin F. Stephenson in 1866 for veteran Union soldiers after the American civil war ended.

The GAR became an advocacy voice for black American’s voting rights and other causes after the American civil war.

Grand Army of the Republic Memorial

Weekly Photo Mojo is about stimulating your cortex with retina rupturing and awe-inspiring photos from around the world to help you reach Terminal Vicariosity (The point where the mind reaches maximum capacity from living vicariously through someone else, and chooses to start actually living.

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Weekly Photo Mojo: Auckland City from a Ferry in Freemans Bay

Auckland, New Zealand every year celebrates itself in all it’s glory on the Monday that falls closest on January 29th. Known as the City of Sails, the city is surrounded by emerald waters and countless bays. While heading to the wine island of Weiheke, I took this photo from the ferry looking out over Freemans Bay at Auckland.

The city holds New Zealand’s largest density of people at 1 million+ and is actually one-third of the entire country’s population of 4 million. Piercing the fluffy white clouds is Auckland’s famous Skytower, 1076ft tall (328 Meters) and is the tallest building in all the Southern Hemisphere.

Auckland, New Zealand from the Ferry in Freeman's Bay

Weekly Photo Mojo is about stimulating your cortex with retina rupturing and awe-inspiring photos from around the world to help you reach Terminal Vicariosity (The point where the mind reaches maximum capacity from living vicariously through someone else, and chooses to start actually living.

Wellington’s Wicked, Wild, and Wonderful Street Art

Why does graffiti always have to be in bubble font?I love street art and graffiti. I’m not talking about that rubbish amateur tagging, I mean the really good stuff. And in the Capital city of New Zealand, there was an endless buffet of gnarly street art to indulge in.

Wellington was already on my list as one of my favorite cities in New Zealand for it’s history, architecture, liveliness. But there was a reason I would spend hours wandering aimlessly about the city; through alleyways, backstreets, to the tops of buildings (if I could gain access). It was for the sole reason that each day I could find some sort of new amazing street art I had not come upon previously.

Graffiti was literally EVERYWHERE! 

So I have gathered a collection of my absolute favorite finds for you to eat your spray paint loving heart out!

(click photos to enlarge)

 

The Gent & The Lady

This guy is a total creeper...  Gangsta Chicken

Alleyway graffiti monster brawl!

Dancin' with the Devil

Well he seems mad...

So High he has Three Eyes!

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MUAH!

Mind F**K!

Green Lantern's arch nemesis?

No bones about it.

Must give GREAT massages!

All tangled up.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Three eyed man AGAIN!

 

Ironic isn't it?

 

 

 

Which gnarly piece of street art was your favorite? Where is your favorite city to see strew art?