At Tongariki stands a line of giant Moai, one crowned with a massive stone headdress. The achievement of donning this fellow's hat might be compared with putting a man on Mars today.
Here at Iguaçu, fluid beauty and violence collide.
I had begun to see animals in the forest as the locals did. Rather than watching exotic beasts that needed to be preserved, I saw food.
For a crash course on Bolivia, start in the one-million-person capital of La Paz, ride the cliffs along the Death Road then land in the jungle town of Corioco.
Only 500 people are allowed on the four-day trek to Machu Picchu each day, so if you don't get a ticket months in advance, you might be stuck drinking pisco sours in your Cuzco hotel.
I wrote "The Lieutenant of San Porfirio" because I love Latin America. I haven't learned to love it naively, as some Americans say, because of its chaos. I love it because I grew up there, and in spite of the chaos.
The conventional wisdom is that Paraguay's shakeup represents a big geopolitical blow to Brazil and an upset triumph for Washington. There's a degree of truth in such interpretations, but the situation is a bit more complex and nuanced.
The great things about my job isn't that I get to travel and do what I love to do, but also see first hand how a place puts its best face forward. But some places don't, particularly if you are, like me, a gay traveler.
At a ranch near Santiago, Chile, I spoke with Gonzalo Vial, an accomplished horse whisperer known to form close personal relationships with his horses. One horse grew amorous.
Peru's Christian faith is a spoil of war, but no less genuine for being coerced. Likewise, the Incan culture is mourned despite being obviously extant.
From diving with sharks to jumping out of a plane, I've injected bulks of adrenaline into my open-ended journey around the world.
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All of the artwork in the Museo de Arte Contemporaneo is for sale. Most of it is rather conventional in style. The architecture, however, is spectacular.
As a designer, exploring the world is vital. The people who color their world in beautiful clothing and ornaments, who live simple farmers' lives and never stop smiling, offer a dose of clarity to such a clouded westernized conscience.
The so-called "coffee triangle" is higher in elevation and cooler in climate than must of the rest of Colombia.
The desert is caked on our windscreen and I can make out the obstacle in front. It looks like a bike security chain, fastened in the middle with a padlock and strung between two cacti.