"In 1991 Medellin was the murder capital of the world, with a homicide rate of 381 deaths per 100,000 inhabitants." -IBD We spent almost the entire day today at the Museo Casa de la Memoria (Memory House Museum) in Medellin. I entered the unadorned, almost utilitarian building, as a curious tourist and came out as … Continue reading Violence and Resistance: Medellin
Three Months in Panama
As our bus approached the border to Panama, I gazed out the bus window and was mesmerized . . . . One hundred and three days later we said goodbye to Panama and a piece of our hearts. We fell in love with the country and the people we met.
Swimming with Sharks in Coiba
I was 90 feet (27 meters) underwater and struggling to pull air in through my regulator. I told myself to calm down. I knew my anxiety was the contributing issue. People die from letting fear take over. I knew I needed to fight this fear and I wanted to conquer it.
South Sister beckons, Oregon
Moraine Lake glistened before us. It was as far as we had planned to hike that day, a moderate 6.8 mile loop with a 2000 feet elevation gain. Beyond the smooth surface of the lake, Charity beckoned. She is the youngest and tallest of the three volcanic peaks collectively known as the Three Sisters. She sang a song of beauty that had our feet pushing further up the path as if the pied piper himself were playing his song for us.
The Cowboy in Boquete
He finished the molten colored liquid in his shot glass leaned to the side and pulled out his pistol. The only sound was the metal hitting wood as it was placed on the table.
The Pesky Bear in the Great Smoky Mountains, TN
"The bear is coming inside the tent again!"
Cabalgata in Boquete
Over 85 horses clopped through the stable's pathway where we had setup bails of hay, chairs and tables for the revelers to hang out while waiting for the start of the ride.
Murder at the Finca
"There's been a murder," Trin said in such a dramatic tone that I almost expected to hear the Law and Order signature double orchestral stab.
Surgery in David, Panama
I kept my eyes on the tile floor as I was wheeled toward the x-ray room. I was in a wheelchair in a flimsy hospital gown, the kind that sort of closes in the back, barely. I’m sure there are a lot of considerations in the gown’s design, but there has to be a better … Continue reading Surgery in David, Panama
Our 10th Year Anniversary Started with a Bang, Literally
It was early evening and we had just started heading out on the long driveway out of the property when across the headlights of the Ford Escort ran a tiny white furry blur. Roger stomped on the brakes and the car skidded to a stop on the crunchy gravel road. He backed up to where the … Continue reading Our 10th Year Anniversary Started with a Bang, Literally
