This was supposed to be the one. This mountain was supposed to be my first. My summit cherry was to be popped by Cotopaxi, all 19,347 feet of it. Sometimes life doesn't go as planned even when preparing until your face turns blue, or red and sweaty in my case. I tried and I "failed". [...]
My quiet little area in the northern neighborhood of Usaquén was fairly safe. My hostel was up a steep hill and the view from the rood was a stunning spot to watch nighttime storms pass through. Anything could be delivered and there were endless choices of food and drink. I loved La Candelaria. It was [...]
This is the post I have been waiting for...or maybe the posts I have been waiting for. I think I have too much to talk about to do just one. My experience in this country was so special and it's one I will talk about for the rest of my life. My initial trepidation morphed [...]
Over my first few weeks of travel, I came to the realization that I wanted to be outdoors and explore more than anything. Unfortunately, not all of what I had planned before leaving for my trip around the world catered to that desire. I adjusted as much as possible, and did it where I could, [...]
It has been a longtime dream of mine to visit Italy. I sometimes feel like I was supposed to be Italian because I strongly identify with Italian life: pizza, wine, tradition, enjoying the good things in life, and drinking a great cup of coffee or cappuccino to start the day. My nearly two weeks exploring [...]
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