Daily Prompt: Born to be with you. Got a soul-mate and/or a best friend? What is it about that person that you love best? I’ve never filled a prompt before, but this one was interesting to me. I don’t believe in soul-mates, and I’m thousands of miles away from my closest friends, so I wanted to…
In the last post I forgot to write about El mitad del mundo, which on reflection is a pretty big omission. As you can tell from the country’s name, the equator passes through Ecuador. The equatorial region is around 12 km wide, with the ‘actual’ equator being the midpoint of this, but there are two representative…
Do you ever picture countries with a certain color as a theme; sort of an overriding tone to the background? To me, Cambodia was orange: the earth under ancient trees, rusty waters of the river in Siem Reap, sunrise capturing the stones of Angkor Wat. Costa Rica was always rich, vibrant green, with life exploding from every inch…
Cities can be like trees: in temperate climates they grow up, intricate and dense. In the heat and the humidity they sprawl outwards, spreading their leaves wide to catch the sunlight. The pace is slower too, in these tropical cities, Latin music seeping through barred windows and dust kicking up from the roadside. A while ago, I…
This blog, if it can be described as a blog yet, is predominantly about places and people. I was lucky enough a few days ago to meet a man from somewhere I’d never heard of: Playon Chico, one of the islands in Guna Yala, Panama, (or, as he wrote it, Kuna Yala). Although we were…
Definitely getting older: a kind of feminist-like something I hadn’t paid attention to before hit home in the last few days. It started with a strange encounter. Trying to find one of many bus stations in downtown San Jose, I walked past a derelict building with a man hiding behind a block of rubble. He…
For little Cas, whose story wasn’t long enough. Maybe stories are what drive this world. They are how our curiosities are fed as children; how we’re taught to remember things; our means to learn about other people; the system of knowledge accumulated by a culture over time. Moreover, they’re at the root of our thirst…
There was some orange picking to be done today, and so today I picked some oranges. I like being able to use a sentence in that form; it makes life seem a little less complicated. There’s something about picking oranges, too, that is natural and slow and easy and satisfying. The toughness of their rind,…
So, my very first actual blog post ever, and it’s about chickens. This came about from encountering a building full of battery hens en route back to the farm after a hike to a pretty incredible waterfall close by. I guess it was the contrast between this beautiful, natural thing – how the water carved…
An adventure? Alpaca my bags. 