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Why does travel inspire us?


There’s something intangible about being away from home that creates a sense of awe, wonder, inspiration, creativity, and joy inside us all.

The best part is, you can find that same bliss in your own backyard. How? Let’s find out …

Sunshine after a thunderstorm in Pescadero, CA

Do you love being surrounded by Mother Nature’s beauty?


Trekking the globe for spectacular sunsets, sandy beaches, monumental mountains, and lush landscapes?

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The Manhattan skyline from atop Rockefeller Center

Are you an urban adventurer? 


Gazing out at soaring skylines, exploring cobblestoned cities, and channeling your inner Indiana Jones at ancient architectural sites?

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A devotee is surrounded by 12,999 monks in Chiang Mai, Thailand

For many of us, travel is about human connection.


Sharing space with loving locals and cherished travel companions, enjoying a scrumptious smorgasbord with someone special, and seeing the world through someone else’s eyes.

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A train goes through a tunnel in the Pingxi Line Railroad - Taiwan

Then, there’s the journey itself …


Taxis, tarmacs, trains, and transit. Getting from here to there can be quite an adventure. As Emerson said, “It’s the not the destination … it’s the journey.”

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Hi, I’m Greg Goodman


For a decade, my wife and I backpacked, volunteered, and lived around the world.

It was a transformational time of personal growth and unforgettable adventures, as I constantly catapulted myself out of my comfort zone.

Along the way, I shared our adventures on this website. My mantra was “follow your heart and success will follow you. Turns out the Universe was listening, as my Photographic Storytelling appeared in galleries, publications, and TV shows around the world.

Fast forward to today, Carrie and I have two kids and a home in the Santa Cruz Mountains. Extended backpacking expeditions have been replaced by local jaunts and family outings. Yet, our travel spirit lives on.

Learn more about me

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Get Lost in Korea tells a story of exploration, photography, blogging, and friendship. Highlights include me catching and eating a live octopus, attending an exorcism, and learning zen martial arts from monks.

A Journey Awaits

Adventures of a GoodMan is the graphic novel of my life and the next chapter is still being written.


Here are 4 good places to start your journey.

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The Uru or Uros people are believed to be descended from the earliest inhabitants of Lake Titicaca. ⁠

They’ve preserved a floating lifestyle for hundreds of years. ⁠

To protect themselves from invading groups, the Uros built mobile islands from the endemic totora plant. ⁠

If a threat emerged, they could simply move their islands elsewhere in the lake. ⁠

While this worked for a while, both the Incas and Spanish eventually discovered their islands. ⁠

The Uru are descendants of one of the most ancient cultural groups in the Americas and little is known about their mysterious history. ⁠

The Uros Islands are floating on the Peruvian side of Lake Titicaca, a few miles from Puno, the main city on the lakeshore. ⁠

The islands used to be closer to the middle of the lake, but they moved or rebuilt closer to the shore following a devastating storm in 1986.
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Jodpur, India, is nicknamed "The Blue City."⁠

Can you guess why?
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𝗜 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗮𝗱𝘃𝗶𝗰𝗲.🤔 ⁠

🚂 What do you see in this photo … and how does it make you feel?⁠

To me, it’s a timeless tale of a childhood well spent. ⁠

A boy and his dog pushing the limits of social rules and regulations. ⁠

Yet, I have received more criticism on this photo than any I have ever shared.⁠

𝗛𝗲𝗿𝗲’𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 …⁠

As you may know, I just created an online course teaching photographic storytelling.⁠

The goal is to stand out in a busy online crowd and share your life with friends and family on social media.⁠

To promote the course, I ran a series of ads.⁠

One of them used this photo of my son, Bodhi.⁠

😤 People were appalled.⁠

They attacked me for endangering the life of a child.⁠

Called me names. ⁠

»» “How can you be so irresponsible?”⁠

»» “What if a train came and nobody heard it?”⁠

»» “Don’t you know that’s a felony?”⁠

As for the last one, I actually had no idea.⁠

Reading these comments, my heart started racing.⁠

I became defensive.⁠

Embarrassed.⁠

Ashamed.⁠

I felt small.⁠

🚞 In the past, I might have just deleted the posts.⁠

Or, tried to defend myself by justifying the photo.⁠

»» We know when the train comes. It’s on a very schedule.⁠

»» The train is always going very slowly.⁠

»» It always blares its horn long before we get to those tracks.⁠

»» It was off-season and the train wasn’t even running.⁠

»» Everyone else does it!⁠

These are all facts. ⁠

And none of them matter.⁠

For whatever personal reason, people are clearly hurt or triggered by looking at the photo.⁠

🛤 I’ve actually learned a lot about the world of “don’t walk on train tracks” from their comments.⁠

Apparently, people are killed on a regular basis doing exactly what Bodhi was doing.⁠

Granted, those are live rails with active trains …⁠

But still …⁠

Now, I go back to my original request for advice.⁠

𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙙𝙤 𝙄 𝙙𝙤 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙖𝙙?
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I have something magical in my pocket.

It’s about 4 inches long, 2 inches wide, and feels really smooth on the hands.

I probably reach into my pocket to touch it at least 500 times a day.

Sometimes, I pull it out and use it.

Other times, I just like feeling it in my hand.

When it’s not there, my pocket feels empty.

Most of the time, I don’t actually need it.

Yet, I am uncontrollably drawn to using it.

This is called Addiction, my friends.

And yes, I am talking about my cell phone. 📱

That ubiquitous device that controls all of our lives.

The source of dopamine and adrenaline.

The ultimate distraction from feelings, emotions, reality, and life struggles.

An incredible tool for communication and connection.

An unbelievable resource that provides the wealth of human knowledge at our fingertips.

A radiation nightmare that constantly bombards us with Electromagnetic fields while changing our bodies at the cellular structure.

Sometimes, I wish cell phones have never been invented.

When I made a post about that last year, hundreds of people agree with me.

And, smart phones are not going away.

So, like any other addiction, the question becomes how do we create a balance?

How do we continue using this tool that is such a part of daily life while not letting it control our daily life.

Personally, I have always struggled with moderation.

Substances, food, technology, anger, sleep … while I’ve kicked many addictions, I still have a ways to go.

If my cell phone suddenly went away, I would probably just find some other vice to fill that void.

That’s why I’m so grateful for mindfulness and meditation. 🕉

I won’t lie to you and say that I am an expert at either.

My journey is still very much beginning.

And, I see the power of being able to take their breath and exist in the present moment.

This is what I wish for all of us.

A future where we live in the here and now … not in some altered meta reality.

A world where we look each other in the eyes and not just talk to the top of someone’s head as their eyes gaze at brightly-lit 1s and 0s.

As Mr. Miyagi once said to Daniel San, you must have Balance.
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Hope you’re having a GORGEous day.

See what I did there?

If you like dad jokes, we should be friends on Facebook. I share a new dad joke every Sunday.

Facebook.com/greggoodman10044

Here’s one of my new favorite dad jokes …

Where did Captain Hook buy his hook?
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At the second hand store.
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Ba-dum-tsss 🤣🪝
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Ever wonder what the Amazon River looks like?⁠

Now you know.⁠

Well, at least this is what it looks like near Iquitos, Peru.⁠

There are certainly many parts of the river that snake through jungles filled with indigenous tribes.⁠

Watery passageways full of piranas.⁠

Possibly even lost cities of gold and buried treasure. ⁠

What do YOU think of when you hear "the Amazon River?"
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15 years later, I still remember making this photo ... ⁠

Waiting for the boat to be in the center of the opening in the rails. ⁠

Trying to position the sun to also be centered.⁠

Hoping the seagull didn't move.⁠

In the end, none of the things aligned perfectly ...⁠

And, it's still one of my favorite photos from that trip to Key West, Florida.
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As the dark night slowly fades and transforms into a dimly-lit misty haze, you gaze at the clouds and wonder if you will actually be able to see Machu Picchu. ⁠

Then, as if waved away by the hand of Pachamama herself, the ocean of white gives way to the majestic sight before you.⁠

First, you see the mountaintop of Hyana Picchu.⁠

Moments later, the entire mountain comes into view. ⁠

It’s the moment you’ve been waiting for ...⁠

Machu Picchu, unveiled before you at last.⁠

As sunrise casts away night’s shadow, golden rays of light illuminate the ancient citadel. ⁠

Buildings and stones are covered by a gentle yellow hue, while a florescent green aura envelops the surrounding mountains.⁠

Fog and clouds continue to swirl above, demonstrating how the ruins remained undiscovered for centuries. ⁠

You alternate between taking photographs, taking it all in and jumping around like a kid who just got a new bike for your birthday. ⁠

Excitement fills every fiber of your being.⁠

Surrounding you is a sea of movement — as your fellow Inca Trail trekkers search for the perfect vantage point, set up tripods, chat, snack, take selfies, and share their awe and gratitude for this amazing experience.⁠

Now, all that’s left is finishing the last 30 minutes of the Inca Trail, getting your Inca Trail passport stamped, and finally exploring the Incan citadel of Machu Picchu.⁠

📸 PHOTO SPECS 📸⁠

1/125 second exposure⁠
f/5.6⁠
ISO 500⁠

Nikon D800⁠
28-300mm lens @ 145mm
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Everyone comes back from India with the same photo of the Taj Mahal. ⁠

But, what about the tuk tuk taxi you rode to get there? ⁠

Did you snap a pic of the ticket office? What about your feet walking on the majestic marble floor?⁠

Friends, family, and followers want to see YOUR experience ... not just a guidebook recap. ⁠

They want to dive into the details and see a visual version of the story they’re reading. ⁠

This is what brings your journey to life. ⁠

Photographic Storytelling makes the ordinary extraordinary.⁠

By fusing words and images, you can create a comprehensive narrative that transforms viewers into armchair adventurers.⁠

How?⁠

When you leave your home or hotel, think about the story you want to tell. ⁠

What photos would complement your words? ⁠

How can you show the 5 senses? ⁠

Plan as much as possible - then, let inspiration take over. ⁠

Photograph without limits. ⁠

Delete without mercy.⁠

To learn more, check out "From Taking Photos to Making Memories."⁠

Let a National Geographic Storyteller show you how to ...⁠

✔️ Ignite your creative spark at home.⁠

✔️ Create captivating photographs that stand out in a crowd.⁠

✔️ Share the stories behind your photos on social media, a website, or in a book.⁠

✔️ Organize your photo library.⁠

✔️ Inspire loved ones with your life's journey⁠

✔️ Stay connected in a disconnected world.⁠

Want to learn more?⁠
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I never planned to drive all of Route 66. ⁠

The year was 2009 and I was moving from New York to California. I wanted to hit a little of Route 66 - then head north to ride the Oregon Trail.⁠

After 5 days on The Mother Road, I knew I had to finish the drive.⁠

While I loved the Americana, "world's largest XYZ," and following stretches of original road ... my favorite photographic subject were all the amazing neon signs.⁠

This particular one was my home for one evening.⁠

Pretty sure the room hasn't been remodeled since the 1950s ... which is exactly what I wanted.⁠

A little slice of nostalgia and authenticity while I got my kicks on Route 66.⁠

Have YOU ever stayed in an old-fashioned motel?
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Age has no meaning ... and here's one of my favorite stories as to why ...⁠

In 2014, my wife and I were visiting Isla del Sol in Lake Titicaca, Bolivia.⁠

While on the island, we wanted to visit the gold museum.⁠

Upon arriving, a very friendly senior citizen asked for our tickets ...⁠

We had no tickets ...⁠

Befuddled, he didn't know what to do.⁠

So, he asked us to wait while he went and got his superior.⁠

As we waited, Carrie and I wondered who this elderly man considered his superior.⁠

Turns out, it was a 10-year-old girl.⁠

Because of course it was!
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