18 May, 2017

Robberies are like the nebulous events that have always been around me but never occurring to me. They had become an ordeal for many other bicycle tourists and backpackers whom I've come across, but never myself. From pickpocketers to muggers, I had experienced none of it. I once got scammed in Mexico 3000 pesos by an artisanal friend who claimed he needed the money to buy a donkey, only to buy a bunch of food for all the artisans in town. Also, I was hoodwinked in Honduras by kids claiming to

02 May, 2017

Sailing the seas with captain jackass and the boat with no name My hearts beating out of my chest as I wake up with a start to waves crashing at the side of the boat, things are tossy and turny all over and I feel fear. Fear for the Carribean seas, fear for my choices I made the previous day, fear for putting my life in the hands of two people I don't know at all. Just how many drinks they had that night and how/why they desperately needed my money were questions I should have answered before

27 Mar, 2017

Nationalities represented in this circle might outnumber the articles of clothing present. I look around the small group circled around the pot of Chai Tea and giggle along with these new friends. This place is alright by me, what would you expect from a gathering of whatever a hippy is these days somewhere in the southern jungle of Costa Rica. A joint, a naked hug and a cup of tea were my welcome to my first ever Rainbow Gathering. After discarding my own attire and washing off the stink a