When I Travel, I Explore
One of my favorite things to do in life is travel. I don't care if it's out of state or out of the country. As long as I'm far from my comfort zone, I'm happy. There's a certain rush I get when I'm visiting somewhere new for the first time. I always make it a point to learn the life of a local. As a photographer, I tend to stay away from the obvious places. I always want to come back with images of things/people/places most won't think of capturing. This requires me getting lost on purpose and interacting with strangers. Which I love to do anyways. How else will I come across unique stories?
There is really no method to my madness. My only rule: walk and see where you end up. Literally. The image at the top of this post was during my travels in Puerto Rico last month. I ended up in the city of Old San Juan with my cousin (who's in the image). We were checking out a cemetery we ran into, when I saw a small doorway to my far right, behind a bunch of graves. Of course, I decided to go explore and see what was behind door number one. As soon as we walked through, I looked up and saw nothing but ocean. It was like entering another world. I live for moments like those. I feel the most alive when I'm exploring foreign territory. Especially while photographing the experience. Have you ever gotten lost on purpose? If so, tell me about it below!