Locals are shaking my hand and saying “Feliz cumpleaños.” I’m not quite sure what that means but given their smiles I think I might have done something right for a change. This is a lie. I know what it means. It’s my birthday and I’m 28-years-old now. I used to dream […]
My feet are in the sand as I stare out to the horizon in the early morning. There is an oil rig in the distance just where my eyes might gaze into nothingness. I see the flames above the water. Fire in the sky. On the land to my right […]
It’s 5am in the morning, the waves crash on the beach to my right as I lay on my bed, and the race that stops my nation has come and gone while I was sleeping. Fortunately, the mosquitoes seem to be somewhere else but it may be that the glow […]
My journal in Peru.