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
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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
