stories from a nomadic couple
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 →
"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 wanted to get an early start today, to get a full day at Arvi park. I was up by 6AM enjoying the tail-end of the overnight window of peace and quiet, making my coffee, preparing today's packed lunch, aware of the ephemeral nature of this reprieve. The loud speakers from the street below started... Continue Reading →
"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 →
