My Ecuadorian Grandpa is trying to kill me.
I woke up this morning a little tired, kinda half-assed my way through our second attempt at yoga, then fueled up on the largest of the three breakfast options available, with a decent… Continue reading
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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
Finding a moment like church in Mindo.
We woke up at 5:30 and got ready, eating the pineapple we bought in Otavalo for breakfast. It was early, it was tasty. We checked out, walked to the bus stop, and got… Continue reading
Quito: dancing angels, walking in the clouds, and the comatose.
Sorry for the delay in posting, but today is the first time the guards have let me use the computer. Ecuadorian prison is worse than I expected, and I can’t help but wonder… Continue reading
Quito stole my hobby.
Buenos dias from the equator. Well, close enough. We got to Quito yesterday, and I am pretty sure this city is a giant pinata of amazingness and fantabulosity. The only problem is the… Continue reading
