Category Archive: critters

Drag queens of the sea make me feel welcome.

Our temporary home is a U-shaped complex of apartments around a pool, complete with several palm trees, and a small private beach. Pelicans and frigate birds fly overhead, and an utterly badass eagle… Continue reading

Humpback whale watching with Winston Churchill

Our first day in Puerto Lopez we met Winston Churchill on the beach. He’s a lean man with kind eyes, a ready smile, and a helluva sales pitch for whale watching tours, informative… Continue reading

Squelching amoebas, carbon monoxide poisoning, and your daily Wyclef reference.

The fridge in the musty cockroach-corpse kitchen didn’t work (and one of the big veggie drawers at the bottom was full of about three gallons of…is that lemonade?) so every morning I’d run… Continue reading

Ecuadorian creepy-crawlies underfoot.

“Ventana” (Spanish for “wind”) derives from the Latin word for wind, ventus. English window has a similar connection with the wind. It derives from the Scandinavian word vindauga, a combination of vindr ‘wind’… Continue reading

Groomed by Nacho and whipped by a shaman.

“How about we go to Papallacta, the town in the mountains near Quito rumored to have the best hot springs in the country, relax, email, and write about our jungle trip?” Good plan,… Continue reading

If the caimans don’t get you, the scorpion spiders will.

Since leaving Costa Rica I have been surprised at how little wildlife is left (or at least visible) in this part of the world (no offense Colombia) so I had my doubts about… Continue reading

My urethra did just fine in Cuyabena National Park.

Dude, there’s this fish in the Amazon that swims into your wiener, then twists its head sideways and, like, never comes out. It just lives in there. Forever. I heard they have to… Continue reading

Turns out I’m avianophilic.

“I’m going traveling to find myself” is one of the great statements of our age, perhaps even part of our zeitgeist script. Sometimes it seems better to me to say “I’m going traveling… Continue reading

Cerro Punta, the Chiriqui Highlands, Panama

Leaving David, I took a bus to the Chiriqui highlands and the town of Cerro Punta. Another chilly mini-bus ride, but I enjoyed listening to the women chattering behind me, and not in… Continue reading

Trying to drive myself away with bugs.

Sorry, I know my last blogs were about leeches and cockroaches, but I am sick of bugs (and I think subconsciously focusing on it to make leaving in five days easier…that’s gonna suck).… Continue reading