
Entering Escobar’s Circle
“We will not refer to him by name.” Our guide, Julio, sets some ground rules for the day. So far … Continue reading Entering Escobar’s Circle
“We will not refer to him by name.” Our guide, Julio, sets some ground rules for the day. So far … Continue reading Entering Escobar’s Circle
Nestled in the Andes Mountains, rising from the fertile Aburrá Valley, a sprawling metropolis emerges. Medellín. A once fractured amalgam … Continue reading Medellín: Climbing to New Heights
I knew when leaving Quito that a new President of Ecuador would be at the helm upon my return. Being … Continue reading The Pillars of Our Society: Final Days in Ecuador
I meet Rafael in the Plaza Mayor of Trinidad. Sitting on a bench in the shade, toting a cowboy hat, … Continue reading Until the Victory, Always
Charming hosts. Comfy accommodation. Colorful decor. Fruit platters. Rich coffee. Conversations over rum. Tiny birds in wicker cages. These are … Continue reading Life in the Casas of Cuba
After perusing the streets of Havana for an hour, we find our car. It is a pink 1956 Ford Thunderbird … Continue reading The Island that Resisted
I am pushing a pastel, blue-tinted 1956 Chevy Plymouth through the streets of Havana. To my right I am flanked … Continue reading My Letter from Cuba
I lathered all my exposed skin with insect repellent before my canoe ride deep into the Amazon. It didn’t matter. … Continue reading The Sights, Sounds, and Stingers of Amazonia
Anyone who knows a smattering of Spanish knows the word “baños”. Whether from high school classes, or from ordering too many … Continue reading Baños: The Adventurer’s Paradise
Last month I spent a week living and working with farming communities in the Santa Bárbara department of Honduras. Unlike … Continue reading Photo Diary: Volunteer Project in Honduras