I feel like a WB Sitcom

I am just so happy, I can´t stop smiling. I love traveling. I love being in a foreign country. I love not wearing a lick of makeup and pulling my wet hair into a pony tail each morning without a second thought. I love giving nearly everything I´ve brought away to...

Bloqueos Stink

After two days in the highlands of southern Bolivia, we received a call over the radio — return to Tarija immediately. There were protests scheduled for the next day and the city would essentially be paralyzed. The taxi drivers and all social servants were going...

When in Rome

Forgive the excessive posting; I know I won¬¥t have Internet access for the next few days, so I am writing yet again while I have the time. One strange observation I wanted to share: all of the churches in Bolivia are currently tagged with graffiti reading, “Evo...

Um, I meant Coca Cola

Yesterday I entered a small curio shop in Entre Rios — a village in southern Bolivia. I was thirsty and wanted a break in the day. I asked a girl working behind the counter for a ¬¥¬¥coca¬¥¬¥ and in any other Hispanic country I¬¥ve visted, I would have received...

The adventure begins

I arrived safely in Bolivia yesterday after 24 hours of door-to-door travel. I was weary, but in good spirits. I slept nearly the entire flight from Miami to La Paz and was happy and more than a touch relieved that my Mexican Spanish was well understood in this South...

Be Back Soon

I’m off for my South American adventure. I hope to be checking in regularly via email and blogging. Thanks for all of your well wishes and support for this trip. I’m happy to report I’m bringing more than 14 packages of Polaroid film and 18 stuffed...