Comandancia de la Plata: Hiking to Fidel’s Secret Mountain Headquarters

Imagine hiding out in the mountains, without electricity, running water, or a consistent food supply. It’s damp and chilly at times, and your hut is made only of thin slabs of wood and a thatched roof. Surrounding your hideaway are soldiers sent by your country’s military to ‘eliminate’ you. You live in a state of caution, immediately alert to sounds from outside of your camp, speaking only in whispers lest you give yourself away. And you’re doing this for more than a year.

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New Zealand Walks for Wimps: Fantail Bay Track

I climbed up the steep grassy Fantail Bay track until I was out of breath and my legs were protesting. But I kept going, thinking that the view from the top would be the perfect reward for this short but punishing climb. Then I reached the end of the track. In a forest. With no view. But the Fantail Bay Track redeemed itself once I turned around and went back the way I’d come.

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A Wander Through the Back Streets of Hpa-An, Myanmar

I did the tourist thing in Hpa-An. I took a boat across the river and climbed a big hill to watch the sunset. I took a day trip around to all the cave temples and karst scenery. I visited a popular swimming hole. And when I’d done all that? I wandered. Beyond the market, towards the river, I followed a road down a slight hill, into an area remarkably different from the rest of town.

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La Gran Piedra, Cuba: When it Really is All About the Journey

“Eeet’s mees-teee,’ Maria says, “Eeet’s coooo.” She flashes a huge grin when I say yes, it’s misty and cool. We are talking about the top of the mountain, while we are waiting at the bottom of it for our ride. Here it is definitely neither misty nor cool, and the four of us have been loitering here for an hour already. There is no sign of any bus, but I am having a great time.

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