Desde Bogotá

Desde Bogotá

Often times I work myself harder than my body is able to support, but this past month has been especially rough. And now I’m paying the price. I arrived to Bogotá yesterday morning with deep purple bags under my eyes, a sore throat, and about enough energy to...
Fragments of Wakefulness II

Fragments of Wakefulness II

You’re right, absolutely right, this is said about so many things, but if you really, and I mean really, think about it, then this, this must be humankind’s very first technology. That’s what I was thinking. I cupped my hands underneath the bathroom...
Fragments of Wakefulness II

Fragments of Wakefulness I

20 days. It had already been twenty days. Twenty days in Medellín. Twenty days surrounded by the fungus-covered lime green walls of my private room at the back of the Black Sheep hostel. Twenty days of backpackers shuffling in, shuffling out, flirting,...

Hoy, mañana, y lo que viene

La primera vez que conocí Georgia en Londres, ella me explicó su estilo de poppletrotting (su apellido es Popplewell y ‘trot’ en inglés es trotar). Poppletrotting es una forma de viajar. Sin estrés, sin discusiones, con itinerarios flexibles, pero sin...

[Por que] Unas Preguntas

Mis queridos Colombianos, Tengo ocho preguntas. 1.) Que dicen las madres cuando sus hijas salen de la casa llevando pantalones blancas y transparentes con tangas rojas y sin brassiere? No pregunto por criticar – de hecho, yo apoyo el estilo – solo pregunto...