Shooting Surfers and Waves: Karl Lundholm’s Passion for Underwater Photography

When looking at lifestyle & nature photographer Karl Lundholm’s portfolio, one wouldn’t imagine that he’s originally from Sweden. His sun drenched images of surfers in their natural habitats and cinematic underwater photographs conjure up...

The Storyteller’s Daughter

In my life, travel is everything. It is how I live, how I survive. I am one of those rare people who is forever grateful for my parents’ divorce. My mother and father were...

Being Deaf Hasn’t Stopped Calvin Young From Traveling the World

Calvin Young launched Seek The World to inspire and empower deaf people and people with disabilities from all over the world to travel on their own or reach their dreams without fear. This week,...

A New Kind of Bravery

“You are so bad at this!” My friends shriek at me, laughing and holding their bellies as I use a traditional knife in their presence. With the sloping blade firmly in my grip and the sharp...
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The Magic of Waking Up Early

I’m not sure if my tendency to wake up early is a case of nature or nurture. My mom never permitted the sort of sleeping-in-til-noon behavior that seemed to be standard among my teenage...

Stay Restless: Pine’s plan to hike the world’s volcanoes

Pine Watt is in the midst of hiking the tallest volcano on every continent, starting with the 18,491-foot Pico de Orizaba in Mexico. Passion Passport caught up with him as he put the final...

The Many Currencies of Travel

Passion Passport is excited to introduce our newest team member, Kat Stolpa. Kat's background is rife with adventure, having spent 13 months on a solo backpacking journey. She's been inspiring our team for weeks...

Road-tripping New Zealand with Mum

“The bridge must be just over there, I can hear the water!” I said to my Mum, motioning past the thicket of bush just to our right. “Yes” she answered cheerily, “I’m fine!” a smile...

Crossing to the Other Side

"I never seen river so wide." These words became the refrain during our hours of driving along the south shore of the St. Lawrence River in Québec; my mother and I were heading toward the...

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