This is my favorite walk in Yakushima – inner parts of Yakusugiland. If you have ever been there during rain, an ordinary or even a sunny day will never satisfy you. Along with a hike in Thailand under rain, this photo is from one of the visually most pleasing hikes that I have done in my life.

Kanazawa skyline. While the scenery is very important to me, I also always associate the places that I visit with a certain feeling and that feeling becomes the determining factor for a second visit, not the scenery. For Kanazawa, the feeling is gratitude and it is more than enough to warrant a second visit.

D. T. Suzuki Museum in Kanazawa is dedicated to the life and teachings of the Buddhist philosopher born in Kanazawa. The architecture of the museum aims to bring out the serenity attached to Zen teachings and in my view, it greatly achieves its purpose.

Kanazawa is one of the lesser known cities in Western Japan. It has been on my radar for sometime with its museums and a beautiful garden and I finally found the opportunity. The beautiful late autumn colors has been the highlight of my trip though.

It has been so long since I have been on a road trip in my own country. We drive for about 11 hours from Kaş to İstanbul. The weather is quite moody making the countryside look beautiful under moving clouds – one of those trips that you spend glued to the car window. I mostly shoot with my Fuji 56 mm lens as it is my fastest one.

Did you know that in Svalbard, you are strongly discouraged to die. Well – informally known as Non-Dying Policy, this is linked to the weather conditions in Svalbard and permafrost not allowing the bodies to merge with the soil. Svalbard has therefore the loneliest and tiniest cemetery that I have seen in the World hosting the victims of Spanish flu that hit the World in 1918.

Do you know what a Songline is? It came up as part of my pre-trip reading before my upcoming trip to Australia. Let’s read Bruce Chatwin’s description used in his book titled – well – “the Songlines” – “Each totemic ancestor, while traveling through the country, was thought to have scattered a trail of words and musical notes along the line of his footprints. The whole of Australia could be read as a musical score. There was hardly a rock or creek in the country that could not, or had not been sung.” Well, it sounds like some sort of a singing map? I will tell you more when I finish this amazing book by Chatwin.

During our visit to Vietnam with my mom, we had an amazing guide in Saigon who was with us for two days. On our last day, we visited the American War Museum. She gently told us that she will not accompany us in the museum and noted that war is a very subjective matter and no one should be guided through it but instead given the opportunity to form his/her own opinion.