This is a list of places I want to visit.
farfromlovely:

withers:


Amsterdam, The Netherlands

if you haven’t been you have to go (i actually think i could live there but the language is maybe too difficult?)

So beautiful there

farfromlovely:

withers:

Amsterdam, The Netherlands

if you haven’t been you have to go (i actually think i could live there but the language is maybe too difficult?)

So beautiful there

allthingseurope:

Powerscourt Estate, Ireland (by ernie watchorn)

allthingseurope:

Powerscourt Estate, Ireland (by ernie watchorn)

allthingseurope:

Furore, Italy (by Justinawind)

allthingseurope:

Furore, Italy (by Justinawind)

Traditional Moroccan entrance

Fes, Morocco

(Benoit Demers)

atjenny:

Because Bangladesh is a great & special place. Reasons why, from A to Z:

(Thanks to the input of two Bangladeshi readers, I’ve added a few details to the B and P parts to make clear that neither was Lalon Fakir the father of baul nor Shahidul Alam the father of Bangla photography….

dfw-cub:

terra-mater:

15 amazing things in nature you won’t believe actually exist

Source

I am gonna make it my personal mission to see these places some day.

allthingseurope:

Greenan Castle, Scotland (by Jim Richmond)

allthingseurope:

Greenan Castle, Scotland (by Jim Richmond)

‎Travel is little beds and cramped bathrooms. It’s old television sets and slow Internet connections. Travel is extraordinary conversations with ordinary people. It’s waiters, gas station attendants, and housekeepers becoming the most interesting people in the world. It’s churches that are compelling enough to enter. It’s McDonald’s being a luxury. It’s the realization that you may have been born in the wrong country. Travel is a smile that leads to a conversation in broken English. It’s the epiphany that pretty girls smile the same way all over the world. Travel is tipping 10% and being embraced for it. Travel is the same white T-shirt again tomorrow. Travel is accented sex after good wine and too many unfiltered cigarettes. Travel is flowing in the back of a bus with giggly strangers. It’s a street full of bearded backpackers looking down at maps. Travel is wishing for one more bite of whatever that just was. It’s the rediscovery of walking somewhere. It’s sharing a bottle of liquor on an overnight train with a new friend. Travel is ‘Maybe I don’t have to do it that way when I get back home.’
(via abetteramanda)