For the past two decades, the micronation of Westarctica has grown in prominence—and is now using its power for something other than Antarctic domination.

One writer travels to “La Serenissima” and finds that time is no match for Venice’s magic.

In 2015, Tom Turcich set out to circumnavigate the globe by foot. He has been walking ever since.

The city through the eyes of a four-year-old.

Deep in southwest Arkansas is a state park that charges visitors $10 to search for gems that can be worth hundreds of thousands of dollars.

For the past 70 years, the Circle L 5 Riding Club in Fort Worth has been honoring the legacy of its forefathers.

Inside Give Kids the World Village, where the ice cream is unlimited, nightly tuck-ins from six-foot bunny rabbits are complimentary, and Santa Claus visits every Thursday.

Since 1932, the tiny town of Rugby, North Dakota, has claimed to be the geographical center of North America. But as with most things, the truth depends on who’s telling it.

Headlines have portrayed Australia’s bucket-list destination as dead, or dying. But that’s an oversimplification of a complex story—and the most dire threat from tourism may be what you least expect.

A visually impaired traveler journeys through the wilds of Zimbabwe and discovers a side of the safari experience that very few know.

On the long wait and the magical payoff.

“Last August, I found myself wrung out and miserable over the state of the United States—the vitriol of the presidential election, the deep chasms of reality where we all seemed to find ourselves. I wanted to get the hell away, but not just away. I wanted out. I wanted nothing that resembled where I was coming from. I wanted everything new.”

A last-minute trip to Sri Lanka.

A trip to Antarctica.