My Tales Abroad

Tracking orangutans in the wild is, surprisingly, an upper body exercise, primarily involving your neck muscles.

After deplaning the flying glass bubble

There’s always a hero and a villain. The heroes die early, since they probably starved to death trying to be the nice guy.

I’m not a big whale watcher. To me it’s always a big disappointment. You repeatedly scan the water surface, which isn’t exactly visually interesting.

After my first encounter with a Weddel seal, my photo roll looked something like this cartoon the resident artist onboard drew up.

The beloved children’s book got quite a few things wrong about penguins.

Day 9: Zinal to Gruben ( Map ) I left the Gruben valley and hiked up through the Forcleta pass. What a treat to have two days in a row of brilliant weath

I thought I liked cows. To a city girl they seem like fat slow-moving dogs.

Day 5: Cabane de Parafleuri to Arolla ( Map ) Like any dysfunctional and borderline abusive relationship, one day Mother Nature first pummels you with ic

While not exactly wild, the domesticated animals were equally deserving of their photo op.

I was all too happy to get away from Cairo into the peace and vastness of the desert.

Known for its scenery and somewhat terrifying tree climbing lions, Lake Manyara National Park is a worthy pit stop on the way to the Serengeti. Here&#

Ngorongoro Conservation Area is a giant crater next to the Serengeti. While the crater itself is home to a number of animals, the plateau around is ho

The last of my endeavor of stalking animals with my cellphone camera.

Just act natural... There's many "caption this" moments when watching wildlife. Here are some of mine.

A safari isn't a zoo - there's no cages and no set times for the animals to be prodded out and paraded. No, a safari is more like a game of hi