Welcome to the online blog for traveler/writer/photographer Steven Barber.
Come in. Relax. Take off your shoes and socks -- or any other article of clothing, this is the internet.
Have a look around. I hope to intrigue, amuse, entertain, and maybe provoke you just a little.
I love to find adventure. All I need is a change of clothes, my Nikon, an open mind and a strong cup of coffee.
Kind of a dramatic title for this blog entry, but in this case it's referencing the real thing: sunset.
The end of the day is an event which can be a specific reason a person is drawn to a particular destination. Sunsets are global, for reasons any nearby astrophysicist will be happy to explain. But in many, many of our detonations sunset is a spectacle, even if it's largely ignored by the masses.
Like it's mirror opposite, sunrise, sunset is full of light and color, and a kind of solemn quiet which allows some introspection. It's a moment to reflect. And it has the added bonus of being scheduled while most of us are awake.
Sunrise and sunset are wonderful times to add to that vault of memories of a place.
The primary reason we travel to strange lands is to discover something about them.
While obviously keeping within boundaries which are relatively safe, one of the best ways is to do what I call "going Walkabout". It's an Australian aboriginal term for an adolescent male sent into the wild to survive on his own and prove his manhood.
It's an important rite of passage.
My own definition is far less extreme, but has something of the same effect for the not-quite-casual Traveler. Going Walkabout means putting things aside, grabbing a camera and some small amount of cash (and your ID) and setting off to explore a new place. Wandering the streets and alleys - again, within safe boundaries - and getting to know a destination a bit better by getting off the beaten path.
It's a wonderful way to connect. To learn. Stop for a while, grab a cup of coffee. Window shop.
A memorable meal in a stunning location with an ideal dining partner is an
excellent way to make a lasting travel-related memory.
Though the shot is not my usual standard when posting, this is on the fantail of the MSY Wind Surf in the Adriatic Sea. The hills in the distance are the heel of the Italian Boot. My wife is to my right.
The chef on board made it a requirement that the meals somehow reflected the locale, up to and including visits to local farmer's markets at each port. Obviously the Mediterranean is rich in local fare.
It is one of dozens of meals I can easily recall from our travels around the world, several from that trip alone. They aren't all in such exotic places, they just have to be special in some way.
(One such "opposite end of the spectrum" is of stopping with my wife at the In'n'Out Burger in Barstow. Just a perfect confluence of experience becoming memorable. And a damned good burger.)
Memories of our travels are the primary reason we do it. Learning about a place, and enjoying all it has to offer are fundamental to building a foundation of understanding and appreciation for this incredible world we're born into.