One Last American Road Trip

I know I said the posts were going to be shorter. And I was going to post this in smaller chunks, but bugger it. It’s going up in one big load. I’m sorry. When I last left off, Hailee and I had quit our jobs and were getting ready to fly down to Australia. However,… Continue reading One Last American Road Trip

“Cycling from where to where?!” – A Prelude

"Now here you go again You say you want your freedom. Well who am I to keep you down? It's only right that you should Play the way you feel it. But listen carefully to the sound Of your loneliness like a heartbeat Drives you mad. In the stillness of remembering what you had, And… Continue reading “Cycling from where to where?!” – A Prelude

Nu Yawk, Nu Yawk

I was sitting in an airport in Orlando, not long after publishing a post predicting how hard it was going to be to leave the unforgettable people and the crazy times I'd known and had in Bogota. I was sweating in jeans, a remnant of Bogota's pre-dawn chill unsuited to Florida in summer, let alone… Continue reading Nu Yawk, Nu Yawk

Return to Gringoland

So when we left off at the end of The Vegas Adventure, I had just left my good friend Chris in the blinding light of a Vegas morning, to fend for himself on the Strip for one last day. While he wandered around in a daze, trying to think of things we'd forgotten to do… Continue reading Return to Gringoland