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.

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

A trip to Antarctica.