After our late night drunken ramble through Cartagena, we knew we had to be up early for the 7am bus…
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After a day of quiet wandering within the four-hundred year old walls of the old city in Cartagena, I already…
This trip and this story begin much like any other, doused with calamity, drowning in uncertainty, and half-drunk at an…
It has been almost two months since I wrote a word. The pressure of what I have not done weighs…
I quietly inch open the door to my room and slide my Keds off my aching feet, quickly tossing my…
I sit tonight unpacking and folding the clothes I carelessly shoved into my duffel bag on Sunday in the still-hungover,…
Koh Phi Phi, Thailand: July 5th, 2010 I wake up in the endlessly familiar haze of hangover entwined in the…
July 4th, 2010 I arrive on Koh Phi Phi after thirty six hours of exhaustive travel from Tioman ready to…
It is two in the morning and I stumble exhausted up the darkened stairwell and into the rent-free room my…
After forty-eight hours living on buses and trains I was beyond relieved to throw my backpack to the floor of…
