My dreams are caught in a dance with the rain. Last night I lived a thousand lives in the vines of my subconscious mind. Every time I woke I heard the barrage of water droplets descending on the roof like it was their intention to make it cave. I was afraid to go back to … Continue reading Jungle Blog: Days 2-4
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Day 1 in the Jungle
A tree fell to start the day. That’s the easiest way to die out here. You could die a lot of ways out here but apparently that’s the most common. You can die a lot ways anywhere, really. I doubt it’s any safer in the city given all the cars and people. I doubt you … Continue reading Day 1 in the Jungle
Lessons Learned in Colombia
What an unexpected and wonderful journey it has been. I never thought I would do this to be honest. It wasn’t something I envisioned and planned for years, it wasn’t a grand dream of mine, it just kind of… happened. And that’s the ethos of Colombia; things just happen here. It’s at the crux of … Continue reading Lessons Learned in Colombia
Motorbikes in Salento
Motorbikes in Salento: Well, there’s no chance you could do this in America. First, we tried to rent mountain bikes, but there weren’t any left. Next, we thought about renting ATVs, but they were too expensive. So, we settled on motorbikes, which are basically just less obnoxious and less powerful motorcycles. I’ve never even been on … Continue reading Motorbikes in Salento
The House in the Mountain
I wonder what happens in the sprawling white house pushed into the mountain does it evolve like the seasons and the trees? Even if it appears the same the memories must change emotions burned into the walls carpets holding broken dreams when the windows get washed do they still remember the stains? How do the … Continue reading The House in the Mountain
Salento, Colombia
Nestled amongst the Colombian mountains lies a little town stuck in time. The temperature doesn’t change and the landscape remains a intoxicating at every fresh glance. Plantain and coffee trees line the holiday green mountainside as the eucalyptus and palms tower high, watching over paradise. A sense of urgency is absent here because most have … Continue reading Salento, Colombia
Stories from Medellin, Colombia
Party bus in Medellin: I’ll be honest, I didn’t expect to have this much fun on a party bus. In the process of learning how to let go, it’s becoming easier to enjoy myself in environments which wouldn’t typically suit me. Would I rather have an intimate dinner and share conversation and laughs? Yes. But that … Continue reading Stories from Medellin, Colombia
Colombia Adventures 2
Basketball in the communa: If there was a most wholesome award for the trip so far, this one would certainly take the honors. Jordan, Ben, and I got dropped off near Communa 13, a historic Colombian neighborhood with sprawling walls of graffiti, vibrant dancing, and majestic views. I wish I had more space in my bag … Continue reading Colombia Adventures 2
Cartagena and Rosario Islands
I’d like to take a moment to recognize the late great Billy Mays, who will always be mighty and leave my heart like putty. Okay that’s a lie, I’m not here to honor Billy Mays. However, I would like to honor the great moments and people I’ve met on this trip. I’ve made so many … Continue reading Cartagena and Rosario Islands
Lessons in the Jungle
I’ve spent the day trekking barefoot through the Colombian jungle, and despite the bites, the cuts, the blisters and the bruises, I wouldn’t trade it for a single thing. My feet look like they’ve been to war with the soil. Mosquito bites speckled about create imaginative patterns like the stars on a darkened night. A … Continue reading Lessons in the Jungle