Dancing with Jesus.
One of my favorite effects of traveling is the tendency to feel (at least functionally) comfortable in nearly any situation. This is easier some times than others. Eating with your right hand in… Continue reading
One of my favorite effects of traveling is the tendency to feel (at least functionally) comfortable in nearly any situation. This is easier some times than others. Eating with your right hand in… Continue reading
Rudy is a fan of dawn departures, so as the sun rose we were pointed towards Colombia, engines humming, relentless and calm. The crossing would take a day and a half, most of… Continue reading
The Cartagena heat melted all my words, which ran down in an inky slide into the off-gray mattress, perplexing the mosquitoes along the way, but here I sit in Bogota, the next chapter… Continue reading
6:30 Get up after third night where I wake up disoriented and feeling the motion of the boat. Sweating already. 7:00 Breakfast at El Gato Negro, whose staff are my Colombian buddies. I’ll… Continue reading
Cartagena has three main sections (plus the long expanse of skyscraper hotels and offices stretching off down the coast). The Old Town is the primary tourist section, with museums, shops, and discotecas, where… Continue reading
I guess in love with it is a good way to start a day. Turns out breakfast on the Andiamo was whatever you could rummage up by yourself, and I wrapped the sublime… Continue reading
Our lancha (small motorboat) to the Andiamo was called “Fliper 3” which is a darn good stab at dolphin homage. As the rest of us gathered our things and paid for our Kuna… Continue reading
The boat I am no longer on is slowing its pitch and roll in my head, so I guess I can try this typing thing now…but I may need to take a break… Continue reading
The plans are still evolving as I go. To get from Panama to Colombia there are three options:1: Fly. Expensive, quick, normal experience.2: Take a passenger-type boat. They stop in the San Blas… Continue reading