Arrive in ValleDupar at 7:30am after 17 hours on two buses (long ass bus ride), get to Hostel Provincial and take nap and read in hammock, it’s officially warm and feels great to just kick back in hammock with nowhere to go for a couple days, ride bikes to the river and it’s a big … Continue reading Travels – Colombia: Day 6
Coffee wonderful coffee at hostel in Ville de Leyva, hostel owner has great taste in art and décor, well traveled lady, my Spanish is improving, talk with cute Aussie girl where from where going how long, spend an hour at the market, buy mini bananas and get taken for an extra dollar (but, what are … Continue reading Travels – Colombia: Day 5
Up at five am and hike hill overlooking the pueblo for sunrise, coffee and almajabanas, croissants with papaya jelly, we search the city for a man to interview for Jamie’s podcast (how do you say “we’re on a mission from god” in Spanish..? una mission de dios!), talk to people in government building who points … Continue reading Travels – Colombia: Day 4
Wake up slightly hung-over, a great night, grab coffee from hostel kitchen and one for Jamie, England says “He’s got you well trained,” fuck you England, shower is warm but I forgot to bring soap so I’m just spreading my ass cheeks apart as far as possible to let running water work its magic on … Continue reading Travels – Colombia: Day 3
Rise at 6am and… awake? Nope, back to bed, English lady, “Those fags sure made enough noise this morning,” talked with English guy about Cuba and his travels and England (he spends a few good minutes talking about the cluster fuck of the Olympics), walk to Lupita’s breakfast joint, ate delicious and got a good … Continue reading Travels – Colombia: Day 2
Although I enjoy reading about other people’s travel experiences, there are times when the writing seems too romanticized. Not that traveling isn’t beautiful and eye-opening and a million other things that feeds the spirit unlike anything, because it is and it does, but I am not Henry David Thoreau. I could write drafts about my … Continue reading Travels – Colombia: Day 1
And she put her phone into her purse and said something both unnecessary and untrue, “That was nobody.” “I didn’t ask if it was anybody in particular.” “Well…” she said. She pulled out a pack of cigarettes and matches from the purse and placed them on the table, “…it wasn’t anybody.” “Don’t you think that’s … Continue reading Afternoon Sun
There’s an important message in here somewhere, I swear. It has to do with idols and heroes, gold-medal winners, parents, best friends, political figures, cult leaders, Athenian demi-gods, fishermen, athletes, literary and religious figures, media personalities, and us. There’s an important message in here somewhere, I swear. It has to do with saviors, perception and … Continue reading Weak Heroes – Weak People
Even as I sit and read and write, and do all of the things that I normally do it is apparent that something is missing. The vessel of my being is devoid of an element essential to itself, which has been replaced with the fog. I can blame no one else. Although, now over, I … Continue reading Although, not Superman.
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