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This lost world

Long referred to as the Lost World, the nearby Mount Roraima and its grand tapui boasts four hundred meter tall cliffs that formed the setting of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle’s classic 1912 novel The Lost World.

Leaving the ghetto

In this island-nation, music, art and creativity born in the yoke of the ghetto are more than symbols of liberation and freedom. They are its key.

The island storytellers

You can’t escape the irony of talking about a road-trip when traveling along a single road of a sparsely populated set of windswept islands in the middle of the Gulf of the St-Lawrence.

Self-serve Judaism

At a recent service of a nascent Jewish group, a woman announced her coming out in front of her community. But the point was not that she was gay. Her friends already knew that, she said. It was because, she admitted, she didn’t believe in God.

Dancing in El Dorado

Wander the streets of a sweltering Cartagena, a fortress of a city by the sea on the northern coast of Colombia and you will be taken in by its colourful facades, flower-laden wooden balconies and airy rooftop patios.

Green horizon

An aerial view of Ireland reveals the one thing the Irish cherish most: their lush yet rugged land. It shows the dualities that have marked a nation that in recent months has gone from boom to bust. But the scars of this country’s history underscore the character of a nation of survivors.

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After the waves

One early morning less than two years ago, Sili Apelu had no clue that in a matter of hours his life would literally turn upside down. Literally. On that day fourteen members of his family were washed away by the crushing impact of over twenty foot waves and his surviving relatives were left with their lives in tatters.

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My life on the ranch

I may have looked silly rounding up cattle on western prairie. What kind of a cowboy wears a helmet and rides a stubborn half-breed painter horse through the Western Canadian landscape? Yet while I may have been a strange looking cowboy, there was nothing unauthentic about my experience on the edges of the baby-green rolling Cypress Hills in the southern corner of the Canadian province of Saskatchewan.

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A good horn, good brakes, and good luck

In exiting the aircraft at New Delhi’s Indira Gandhi International Airport, it didn’t take long to understand that layers of activity took place consecutively here; and no one layer particularly cared very much about what was going on in the next.

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The warrior emperor and China’s terracotta army

Priceless treasures from one of the most important archeological sites in the world exhibited at Montreal’s Museum of Fine Arts