My very first plane trip was to the Caribbean island Antigua in 1984, a high school graduation gift from my mom. At 17, it wasn’t my first trip away from home, but it was definitely the furthest I’d ...
Read more »I have been “going to study Spanish somewhere” since the mid-90s. The desire took root during my first trip to South America, on a local bus headed from Baños to Riobamba, Ecuador. At the ...
Read more »Definitely not a traditional travel guide as much as a snapshot of visited destinations, with itineraries, tips, photos, some journal excerpts and descriptions of place and experience.
Read more »I was really hoping to post a picture of my headlamp, which I am convinced is somewhere so obvious and laughing at me. I’m not as coordinated as I’d like to be, and a headlamp frees my arms for balance and to push myself off the ground when I fall […]
Stanley was named in 2003 after a town in northwestern Tasmania, when a bus driver christened him with a tag he still proudly dangles from one of his loops. He’s been lost in Italy, gone missing in Greece, spent a lonely week without me in a garage in Sardinia, ridiculed […]
…in a few days, I’ll be on a chicken bus to Quetzaltenango
