The times I was scared. The times when my phone’s data wouldn’t work and I had no idea where I was. The times when I have to rely on the kindness of strangers for my livelihood. When the calm meets the storm.
You’re going to arrive in Santa Marta and leave the airport to one of the aggressive taxi drivers. Santa Marta is a busy city stuck a few years back. I was bothered by catcalling, but not so much as to not make my way along the Colombian Coast. From Santa Marta’s center (El Mercado), you’reContinue reading “Costeño Beach Travel Guide”
I open my eyes to hugs and laughs. I open Telegram and reply to everyone who had a busy night in Asia while I was sound asleep. I’m brought coffee in bed. I brush my teeth, wash my face, comb my hair. I grab my book or my journal and make my way to theContinue reading “A Day in Oaxaca de Juarez, México”
It will be months until I sleep in this bed again with the warm blankets and the silk pillowcases. It will be months that I get to hug my family and see my friends. It will be months without singing old songs at the kitchen table with my grandma and grandpa. It will be monthsContinue reading “It Will Be Months”
In short: the answer is COVID. COVID regulations, an expensive trip that was going to be shorter than it would be worth it, and a very strict border. As an American, I realize that a “strict” border is a normal border to everyone else. I’m not blind to that, and that’s why I am alwaysContinue reading “Why I decided against going across every Central American land border before 2022”
It’s often said that social media is a highlight reel of someone’s life. While I agree, I wish to leave that ideal world on social media and describe the good, bad, and ugly of my travels on this blog. There are many times that when I am traveling that things don’t go as planned. IContinue reading “When Things Go Wrong”
Hoy comencé un nuevo libro y esta cita viene de él. Entonces, quería escribir de todas formas de la cita, y cómo aplica a la vida y a mis viajes. Cuando estaba en París, estaba conociendo el arte que ya conocí desde antes. Creo que por eso no me gusta París para nada. Un arteContinue reading “Tengo que conocer a otras artes”
I know that my perspective on Paris is not a very popular one. This is most likely because the average person can not live the posh, dreamed reality that many people view Paris to be. Visiting Paris is inspiring, especially in good company, but living in Paris is quite dreadful, or as dreadful as aContinue reading “Paris, Part One”