Tag Archive: traveling

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

From colonial mansions to vomitous toilets.

We ended up spending the better part of two different weeks in Bogota, but kept busy walking, taking pictures, eating, and switching hostels every day or two in a compensatory form of interior… Continue reading

This blog is making me hungry.

During the first two months of this trip food was just another element of each day, enjoyable but not exactly essential; I lost 17 pounds between Managua and Panama City, and probably more… Continue reading

Saturday market in Villa de Leyva

Saturday morning farmer’s market in Villa de Leyva today. And holy cannoli what a market. A couple days ago we walked past the market space and it was a bare concrete platform with… Continue reading

My Colombian Television Debut

Went for a walk today. Made my ankle blister bleed again, and got on Colombian television. We found a flyer in town for a desert garden that advertised a labyrinth, medicine wheel, and… Continue reading

Ajiaco con pollo

It was with not a shred of reluctance that I returned to Albahaca restaurant for another round of ajiaco con pollo. Oh the things I put up with. The same expressionless waitress was… Continue reading

First day, and more importantly first meal, in Villa de Leyva, Colombia.

To say the streets of Villa de Leyva are cobblestone would be like saying Bogota has traffic; sure it’s true, but the level of understatement is unacceptable. Antwerp has cobblestone streets, regular shapes… Continue reading

Bogota, reunion, and departure.

As far as cities go (and a capital city at that) Bogota is pretty good. And most significantly, it was where K joined me; I am half a pair again. She joined me… Continue reading

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