The fire crackles behind me. It is chilly and the night is dark and quiet. Light emanates from the TV in front of us playing Iron Man in Spanish. Boris, Trin, and I are sitting in the living room of Boris' house unwinding from a busy day. “What was one of your scariest... Continue Reading →
Colombia is twice the size of Texas. Within its borders one can find Caribbean beaches, hot deserts, a modern city of eternal spring, snowcapped mountains, rain and cloud forests, the tallest wax palms in the world and much more. On top of that it is very inexpensive. "Isn't it dangerous in Colombia?" is the first... Continue Reading →
As we teetered across a cable suspension bridge with missing boards and rotten connections between our feet, I held onto the cable rail and felt giddy with excitement. I had been looking forward to this hike for months now. We followed a trail leading us past verdant farmlands and beautiful foliage next to... Continue Reading →
We all took one on the palm of our hands, looking at it like it was an alien curiosity. These ants were huge. We popped them into our mouths as if we were taking tequila shots. ...After about 20 minutes of flying my pilot said, "Ok we are going down now to land." We continued to ascend. After a few minutes my pilot said, "Um, we are still going up." I laughed and said, "I see that." We were in a strong updraft.
Passengers simply hung onto the outside of the truck. . . Just as I lifted my light to see up into the cave I screamed.
"A friend of mine, when he was a child, he walked out the front door one morning and found a dead body laying in a pool of blood in the street," Tatiana said as we sat around the living room in her apartment in San Javier. She grew up in the neighborhood known as Comuna... Continue Reading →
We navigated through the mountainside and continued to stop in amazement at the near-vertical plantations on the steep mountain slopes.
"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 →