The sounds of Spanish guitar floating over the streets of San Telmo were both hypnotic and seductive. As though in a trance, I seemed to stand affixed listening to the lone guitarist serenade the passing crowds as an elderly couple danced the tango nearby. With my Nikon camera in hand, I snapped photo after photo of… [Read More]
Legend has it that a deity fell in love with a beautiful woman named Naipai who in turn fell in love with a mortal man by the name of Taroba. Together Naipai and Taroba fled in his canoe, which infuriated the God and drove him mad with jealousy and rage. Impassioned, the God deeply… [Read More]
The blooper reel of my trip plays out in my mind and makes me laugh as I imagine what other adventures and stories I would have if I could keep traveling. As I sit here scratching the smattering of bright red mosquito bites on my legs (compliments of Iguazu and not having had repellent), I know that a sense of humor has been one of my best tools this trip.
“No man should go through life without once experiencing healthy, even bored solitude in the wilderness, finding himself depending solely on himself and thereby learning his true and hidden strength.” – Jack Kerouac, The Lonesome Traveler When I landed in Buenos Aires last Saturday I had wished for one thing only: that my… [Read More]
Ever since I began considering traveling solo to Buenos Aires in late August, my mind has been flooded with questions: Where will I stay? Will I be safe? How will I get from the airport to my accommodations? Will I make any friends? What if I’m robbed? Who will be my in case of emergency contact? The list goes on. … [Read More]