I wasn’t used to the people I meet on the road not liking me.
…you can chase a shot of Jameson whiskey with pickle juice to cut the bite.
Of the 15,000+ photos I took on my trip, this is one of my favorites. Maybe it’s the zen-like smiles we are all offering the camera after three days of meditation, yoga, and Buddhist teachings from our American monk. Or the healthy effects of vegetarian meals. Or the great friendships I formed. Probably a little […]
As much as I love to be on the road, coming home is nice too. After all, you know you’ve changed as a person from your experiences abroad, but you will never truly see or feel that difference until you insert yourself back into the same environments and situations you frequented before leaving. It’s like […]
I was awoken way too early, around the hour of 7:30 am, by Max Blanco – slobbering canine friend. Another smaller dog also made himself at home on my mattress, practically pushing me off of it. Oh, the joys of living with dogs! After awhile, I gave up on the idea of reclaiming my bed, […]
On weekends and holidays, the city folk in Medellin like to escape to the countryside. I’d been hearing about foreigners visiting fincas (country houses) from time to time, and was hoping I’d have the opportunity to experience this aspect of Colombian culture as well before heading home in a few weeks. I met Andrea through […]