I was sitting in a waiting room, reading the May 2012 National Geographic, and found a great article by Edward Readicker Henderson - in a nutshell, he was very ill, and was told by his doctor to stop traveling and make his final arrangements. He, like many survivors, defied the doctor and traveled some more.
I pulled this quote from his story: "Whoever created the world went to a lot of trouble. It would be downright rude not to go out and see as much of it as possible."
While I've not traveled much, I do go out and see as much of my own little corner of it as possible. Part of my joy in life is to show others what I see - thus my photo gallery - I just find the natural world out there so incredibly beautiful that I need to share. It's a passion, if not a living. But what is life without a passion?