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If they find sources of gold , they 'll tell the indigenous people they have to leave , and if the indigenous people do n't like the idea , the Indonesian soldiers will kill them . Places like Turkey or the former Soviet republics daunt people who wonder where they 'll stay or what they 'll eat . Featuring the only permanent ice cap in the Northern Hemisphere and a rugged , desolate coast that makes Alaska look like the Jersey Shore , Greenland is a wilderness unlike any on Earth . From Boulder , you 'll navigate legendary stretches of road like the Hells Backbone , the Hogback , and the Burr Trail . National Geographic can not ensure the safety of participants or the quality of the outing . Mysteriously , he often succumbs to dramatic spells of anxiety and moodiness , and we never know if we 'll be traveling with Dr. Jekyll or Mr. Hyde.How strange to be in far western Iran , in Lorestan Province , where the distant , thrumming city feels like a sinful dream . When this did n't work he tried spreading strawberry jam across the rest of his fa ce , though by the time he 'd emptied the jar he realized that the strawberry birthmark was not really strawberry , but more like stewed cherries or twisted candy whips or the small glass relish dish that his mother brought out whenever company came to dinner . It seemed comical to her , and strangely innocent , like the flexed , flailing arm of a petulant child . I begin to roll up my pant legs like the others , only to see Majik staring at my bared shins . Very gingerly I swung the bag over my shoulder , almost spinning myself into the traffic as I did so , and carried the melon like a man with a sack of coal on his back . At sunset , we witness the spectacle of a ray breaking the surface and flying , a move I've never seen before . To collect data inside the hurricane that will tell meteorologists where the storm is going , when it will get there , and how violent it will be . The beach town of Ada , east of the capital , Accra , is where the Volta River meets the Atlantic Ocean . " Groggily , I lifted the tent flap and at once saw open water where the night before there had been only an uncompromising sheet of ice . After a long day of searching , after being thwarted by a lack of bridges , roads , and reliable information , we come upon a local man , Majik , who says he knows where the canyon is .