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Where the Harbor Holds Its History
Sunlight poured across Portland’s harbor, reflecting sharply off patches of lingering snow. The air was crisp but clear, the kind of winter day that feels both bracing and generous. I began along the waterfront at Bug Light Lighthouse, officially known as Portland Breakwater Light. Its small size contrasts with its classical design, modeled after ancient…
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A Marble Dome under a White Sky
Snow settled gently across Providence, softening the brick facades and quieting the narrow streets. The city felt contemplative under a pale winter sky. I began near City Hall, its Romanesque arches rising above a dusting of white. Just a short walk away, the PVD Rink shimmered with skaters carving careful circles on the ice, laughter…
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Hartford in Frost and Footsteps
Snow fell steadily over Hartford, softening the edges of buildings and quieting the streets beneath a pale winter sky. I began near Founders Bridge, where the Connecticut River moved slowly under a dusting of white. At Mortensen Riverfront Plaza, the usual bustle had given way to stillness, the pathways lined with snow and the skyline…
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Lima Standing on Ancient Ground
Lima unfolded as a city where ancient civilizations and colonial power coexist within the same blocks. I began at Huaca Huallamarca, a pre-Inca adobe pyramid rising unexpectedly among modern buildings. Dating back over a thousand years, the site reminds visitors that Lima was inhabited long before Spanish arrival. Standing at its base, it was striking…
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High Streets and Higher Spirits in La Paz
La Paz marked a meaningful milestone as my 90th country visited, and the city felt like a fitting place to pause and take it all in. Set deep within a canyon and rising sharply toward the plateau of El Alto, La Paz carries an intensity shaped by altitude, history, and resilience. I began at the…
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Machu Picchu: Stone Steps at the Edge of Time
The night before reaching Machu Picchu was shaped by motion and anticipation. I left Cusco by bus, winding through the Sacred Valley to Ollantaytambo, where the mountains pressed close and the air felt heavy with history. From there, a late train carried me along the Urubamba River to Aguas Calientes. The rhythm of the tracks…
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Cusco Carved in Time
Cusco revealed itself as a city where stone, faith, and memory sit side by side at high altitude. I began in the Plaza de Armas, the ceremonial heart of the former Inca capital. Long before Spanish arrival, this square was known as Huacaypata, a sacred gathering place for imperial rituals. After the conquest in 1533,…
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A City Built to Move the World
Panama City unfolded as a place where global history and daily life intersect at a remarkable scale. I began at the Panama Canal, taking a full tour that revealed the engineering brilliance behind one of the world’s most important waterways. Watching two yachts and a massive cargo ship rise and fall through the locks made…
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High Altitude and Higher History in Quito
Quito revealed itself as a city of altitude, faith, and layered history, perched high in the Andes with centuries etched into stone and street. I began at Independence Square, the political and symbolic heart of Ecuador. This plaza marks the site where Ecuador declared independence from Spanish rule in 1809, an early and courageous act…
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Gold Trails and Whale Tails in Juneau
My trip to Juneau, Alaska, unfolded against a backdrop of coastal mist and mountain views. I began at The Whale Project, a striking bronze sculpture of a breaching humpback whale that honors Alaska’s deep connection to the sea. Nearby, Harris Harbour bustled quietly with boats preparing for fishing trips, a reminder of the town’s enduring…
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