What do I want to do with my life?
Please see Panel #5. I am so happy to have a firm plan for what I'll be doing upon my return to Seattle.
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Adventures with Trina, Part 3: Uyuni
Following our time on La Isla del Sol, Trina and I returned to La Paz for one night then headed south on an overnight bus to Uyuni. This little mining town is in the southwest, in the department of Potosí and near the border with Chile. Tourists arrive in Uyuni as a jumping off point [...]
Adventures with Trina, Part 2: Lake Titicaca
No trip to Bolivia would be complete without a visit to that lake so elevated, so wonderfully named: Titicaca. The name refers neither to anatomy nor excrement but rather means "Rock Puma," referring to its similarity in shape to a puma chasing a rabbit. The lake surface is at 12,500 feet. How big is Lake [...]
Adventures with Trina, Part 1
I will offer presently, and so so late, some recollections of my time with Trina in Bolivia. I must commit all I have done ever to this blog, carved into the perfectly permanent stone of the INTERNET! I departed from Sucre on March 12th, to reunite with Trina in La Paz. I found her waiting [...]
Thoughts from a Mendoza Cafe
I declare Mendoza, perhaps unfairly, to be a dirty and ugly city, no matter its proximity to fertile land and fantastic bodegas. I do not love it. I did love Buenos Aires as a place to settle and explore and work and receive visitors. There are wonderful people, a glorious array of fine restaurants, interesting [...]
Buenos Días, Buenos Aires
When do I engage the present? When do I embrace that which is happening right right now with its hand in my face and its stink all up in my snoz? Right. When in the history of humankind will I finish processing photographs from three weeks ago and declare fit for consumption some narrative so [...]
Considering Costa Rica
I am, of course, no longer in Costa Rica. I have, in fact, been gone from its fair shores for over two weeks. I would like, all the same, to attempt some consideration of my time there, my January. I write this first and with certainty: I was home in Tamarindo. My apartment with Sarah [...]
Adventures with Trina, Part 3: Uyuni
Following our time on La Isla del Sol, Trina and I returned to La Paz for one night then headed south on an overnight bus to Uyuni. This little mining town is in the southwest, in the department of Potosí and near the border with Chile. Tourists arrive in Uyuni as a jumping off point [...]
Adventures with Trina, Part 2: Lake Titicaca
No trip to Bolivia would be complete without a visit to that lake so elevated, so wonderfully named: Titicaca. The name refers neither to anatomy nor excrement but rather means "Rock Puma," referring to its similarity in shape to a puma chasing a rabbit. The lake surface is at 12,500 feet. How big is Lake [...]
Adventures with Trina, Part 1
I will offer presently, and so so late, some recollections of my time with Trina in Bolivia. I must commit all I have done ever to this blog, carved into the perfectly permanent stone of the INTERNET! I departed from Sucre on March 12th, to reunite with Trina in La Paz. I found her waiting [...]
Thoughts from a Mendoza Cafe
I declare Mendoza, perhaps unfairly, to be a dirty and ugly city, no matter its proximity to fertile land and fantastic bodegas. I do not love it. I did love Buenos Aires as a place to settle and explore and work and receive visitors. There are wonderful people, a glorious array of fine restaurants, interesting [...]
Buenos Días, Buenos Aires
When do I engage the present? When do I embrace that which is happening right right now with its hand in my face and its stink all up in my snoz? Right. When in the history of humankind will I finish processing photographs from three weeks ago and declare fit for consumption some narrative so [...]
Considering Costa Rica
I am, of course, no longer in Costa Rica. I have, in fact, been gone from its fair shores for over two weeks. I would like, all the same, to attempt some consideration of my time there, my January. I write this first and with certainty: I was home in Tamarindo. My apartment with Sarah [...]