As things like these seem to, it started with a late night conversation. It was a Friday night, my last weekend in Santa Marta. I had been saying goodbye as everyone does–late nights in Taganga dancing at Mirador that end on the La Brisa rooftop, swaying in the hammock, talking as the warm breeze blows. Two Dutch guys were discussing […]
A few of my favorite quotes on travel mixed with a few of my favorite travel moments from my first four and a half months on the road… “I can’t think of anything that excites a greater sense of childlike wonder than to be in a country where you are ignorant of almost everything. Suddenly you are five years old […]
Cheesedays, a set on Flickr. Comes once every two years because that’s all we can handle.
I stand under the clocktower–respite from a warm evening rain. I try not to look as uncomfortable as I feel, with $500,000 pesos and my passport hiding in my shoulder bag. It’s just after eight, and I’m scanning the plaza for a stout Austrian and his much younger Turkish Girlfriend. In less than 2 days, that stout Austrian–called Fritz–will be my […]
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