Travel reflections
Central America
Guatemala Fall, 03
Trust. I walk home late at night after another day of intense Spanish lessons. I have now been in Guatemala three weeks, studying Spanish and learning about work being done here with public schools. I saunter along the nearly empty, narrow cobblestone streets of Quetzaltenango Guatemala, streets with few sidewalks and so narrow only one car can squeeze by. I walk with my back to the on-coming cars and trust that they will leave me the remaining 12 inches and not turn me into road-kill, as they whiz by at 25 miles an hour. (more.....) |
Africa
Banjo-like players in Morocco
Senegal Spring 06
It's 3:45am and the Great War of the Mosquitoes has been firmly resolved. I have abandoned my hotel room, along with a full pint of fresh blood to the victors, and collapsed into a white plastic chair under a full African moon. The warm summer breeze coming off the nearby Atlantic provides respite from my thirsty warriors. (more....) |