My aim is to travel in itself, the daily movement, getting to know the normal daily local life and see majestic nature wonders. Museums, churches, ruins, etc. I treat as complement of knowledge and diversifying of the trip. If possible, I usually follow my unbeaten tracks and try to avoid popular tourist routes and tour operators. But often to see some attractions means to enter into commercialized world. The designated start and end of the trip are the only points on the map. In fact, everything that has the greatest sense of travel is incomparable - they are feelings of joy, satisfaction, happiness, admiration, and sometimes there are also the negative one, as it happens in our lives. We just add some colours to our life and get new experience.
And I reached this satisfaction travelling safety through more than 43 thousand kilometres from the Tierra del Fuego up to Alaska. Every day during the way I was getting the unforgotten impressions. I can not describe how positive impressed I was by beauty of nature or the joy of meeting the new people. In my mind have left some incredible memories for exp. falling and crashing enormous ice's blocks into the water of Perito Moreno Glacier, proudly standing towers in Torres del Pine, noise and power of Iguaçu Falls, sunrise over El Tatio geysers, white salt desert of Uyuni, the inaccessibility of Andes and Amazon Basin, Central American's volcanoes, the intensity of coral reef colours in Caribbean Sea, the diversity of rock formations like canyons, towers, arcs etc. in Arizona and Utah, range of colours in Yellowstone, the severity of Rocky Mountains or Alaska with its wonderful "white nights" with never setting sun.
Bear, falcon and piranhas
I made number of overnight trekking away from civilization, hiking more than 800 kilometres in 39 different national parks. So I had a few opportunities to see some wildlife in its natural environment. Quickly I got used to see the lamas, alpacas, guanacos, vicunas, armadillos or nandus (ostrich). In Alaska I was accompanied by caribou, moose, wolves and even bears. Once my dream come true I looked straight into the bear eyes. Although the distance of 10 meters between us was not too safe, but that was the result of each other surprise. Grizzly defended a cub and with my good luck all ended with mark of attack only. When finally I was safe, I had tears of joy. On the water surface I had the opportunity to wonder the friendly dolphins, huge whales, singing sea lions and seals, penguins and nice one meter long salmons jumping upstream. While under water diving in the Caribbean Sea I admired fabulous coral reef, lobsters, crabs, sea monsters, turtles and rays. In the Blue Hole (Belize) at a depth of 45 meters I encountered the wild sharks, including the bull shark. The impression left as well the Andean 
condors, flamingos, and one of falcon even attacked me three times, I had to get down on the ground - to escape was the only option. In the Amazon village accidental met local took me on a three-day escapade in the jungle. Descendants of the Indians taught me how to fish, caught tarantula, showed the caimans, how to avoid snakes and piranhas (once I fell down straight into the river from the rotten tree trunk, but my luck then piranhas weren't interested in me). We were hunting - hanging on a tree 4 meters above the ground, waiting for hours in the dark jungle. Our victim was "baruga", a small mammal, which we had for a breakfast.
Mountains and under water
I had enough will to be active, and Andes and the Rocky Mountains are perfect for it. So I managed to overcome my weaknesses and climbed a few peaks (the highest Chachani 6075m), crossing some ridges, high passes and glaciers, walks in deep valleys, sometimes I didn't meet a single man even for 4 days (Cordillera Blanca and Alaska Range). I also get the adrenalin during the rafting on the Urubamba River, swimming in the freezing oceans and glacial mountain lake at 4625m, and diving in the narrow underwater caves (cenotes) in Yucatan. I swam to the Isla del Sol in Lake Titicaca at height of 3820m and water temperatures 9°C, that was not so simple.
Safety
Many people asked me if my travelling is safe enough? Of course there is a risk and fear, but rather associated with natural response to new, unknown. But if you don't do any stupid things and don't provoke (like wear expensive camera or watch on you, walk in the dark back streets, etc.), then everything should be fine. I survived the falcon and bear attack, swimming with sharks and piranhas, night stroll in the cities of Latin America, aggression of drank man in El Salvador, gas stove explosion in the tent etc. Even so desperate movement such as entering the cocaine smuggling route in the Darien Gap between Colombia and Panama, ended without injury and robbery. Although it wasn't always fun, because after three days boring waiting for anything going in my direction finally I caught a boat which didn't guarantee safety. For 16 hours we sailed by small boat on the open sea, with 18 locals, probably drug smugglers. All the time the waves flood the deck, it become cold, the wooden boat fell from the wave with big bang (a miracle that stayed in one piece). The night got some extra drama and we had no lights, they didn't exactly know where to sail, and strong ocean current lifted us a few miles from the coast. One engine broke and we couldn't get through across the current, we had not much fuel. My anxiety grew, because if nothing would change, we finally find ourselves in the middle of nowhere without food and water. And they were sleeping, drinking or making a competition for the ugliest member of the crew. Suddenly, miraculously Capitan fixed a second engine and in the middle of the night we get to the shore. Ufff... On the other hand, who guarantee me the security in Sydney? Accident can happen everywhere, we might have just bad luck or simply be in the wrong place at the wrong time.
Just interesting
I had many occasions for happiness including when I managed to sail by yacht on the Panama Canal, to overcome the border and visa bureaucratic problems, when in the U.S. I got a car for free to travel between Phoenix and Denver and visiting the surrounding attractions. Even a walk around Colon or Managua, urban slum and dilapidated houses district, can be greatly interesting if we watched the street life. Many of these seemingly ordinary things and events have brought me a lot of admiration, terrify, curiosity, etc., as well diversify of my journey. Because of the originality even some of commercialized attractions are worth a visit. Otherwise what would mean Peru without Machu Picchu, Nazca Lines and Floating Islands, Buenos Aires without the La Boca district, Guatemala without Antigua and Tikal, Central America without a churches or Mexico without the ruins? Those places brought me closer to Indian culture, and now I am among their descendants.
Encounters with locals
Getting to meet the local community is one of the most important components of my journey. Hitchhiking (mainly Patagonia, Alaska and Canada) or ride in cheap buses, let me get to know the locals better. I used to their hospitality, cuisine, we talk for hours during the long drive and often find out interesting things about their country, culture, customs, etc. AS well I spent a fun with them on the parties and on carnival (South America), which is the only in its kind. I keep in memory sweat, tired face of miner from silver mines in Potosi (Bolivia), where we dug with hammer and chisel a hole for dynamite in the rock. His work condition are terrible (altitude 4300m), and he often smiled and with no word of complain told me some life stories. Also interesting was during my stay with a fisherman on Lake Titicaca, he taught me some Inca's skills and tricks. One of the most exciting experiences of my journey was to reach the Indian villages of Qeros, in Peru, hidden in the mountains and can be reached only after few days walking or horse riding. Harsh climate and altitude of more than 4 thousand meters, treeless, here grown only the potatoes. Locals keep chickens, sheep, alpacas and horses - there is nothing more. 15-year-old girls are already mothers, their houses are built from 
unhewn stones, the absence of windows, chimney, table, chairs and beds. There are no toilets, even outside, and the fireplace is the only source of heat and light (animal droppings used as fuel). I was there with two friends and local Peruvian, which spoke a bit in Qechua (Spanish is useless there). In thanks to our hosts we gave them some food and first time I saw how they are kissing food with tears of happiness in their eyes, it was moved. In revenge, the village shaman celebrated for us the Inca's mystic ceremony to our prosperity, high in the mountains. I felt like I back in time several hundred years. In the Amazon Jungle, Colombian shaman celebrated for me the old Indian ritual of Ayahuasca, this night I'll also never forget. I met an unbelievable atmosphere in Zapotek's church in San Juan Chamula, Mexico - one thousand candles smell burning on several altars, but also on the floor which was covered by dried grass! Locals sat on it (no benches), knelt, stood, earnestly praying with semi voice, sang, played instruments, spit on the floor, drank alcohol (80 vol%), coca-cola (believed that resound from the throat will help to leave the demons from the body), etc. I sat among them and I got positive shock when I observed their behaviours and for first appearances I could feel a strong faith of those simple people.
We becoming the travellers
I was travelling alone , but because contact with the ordinary-unusual people I really wasn't lonely. Basic Spanish helped me with this, which every day I had occasion to improved, providing interesting conversation. After my return remains are still in my heart, some of them recorded on the slides, there is also a new concept for the next trip. It is how we become globetrotters, because we really travel all the time, even if not physically, with remains and dreams, at work, at home, at school.
My trip was for me a very interesting experience, the next step forward. Preparations for the trip cost me much effort, I had to work hard physically to collect the funds, and solved the organizational problems. I was afraid of this journey, loneliness, crisis, dangers. It was a challenge for me, a challenge that I took, and I am delighted to reached my aims and defeated own weakness. Now I'm looking at the map and dreaming about the places where I wasn't yet. Slowly dreams are becoming a more concrete plans, until one day I will leave the home with my backpack and start another trip...