As I floated along with the warm, murky current of the Rio Madre de Dios in the shallow waters that lap against Monkey Island’s shore, I strained my eyes to …
Tonight at 9:00 p.m., I will be on my way to Puerto Maldonado, a small city in the jungle near the Bolivian border. I booked the bus ticket yesterday, however …
Never have I felt such a tug to leave as I do right now. Well, maybe I have. It’s the same kind of tug that tells you that you shouldn’t …
There’s nothing more effective than a little TNT to wake you up at 7:30 a.m. after a crazy night of partying. My head is pounding, but thankfully I wasn’t out …
I realized this morning that I haven’t been writing my daily journals like I planned to when I wrote the post titled, “Tough Moments Inspire Change”. The journals are meant …
Last night I returned to Healing House with a big smile on my face after a visit with Angel, from Madrid, Spain. He had asked me out for coffee during a …
It wasn’t in my plans to meet a handsome, dark Peruvian Peregrino. He captured my attention on my way back from a weekend spent at Salkantay, a white glacier-laden peak, …
Casey and I bounced up and down at the fountain in the Plaza de Armas doing jumping jacks in our toques and scarves while we waited for the taxi and …
My bed was wet this morning. What a nasty feeling that is. My t-shirt and trekking pants were cold and damp and I had to peel them away from my …
Today, I’m not going to tell you about how great it is in Cusco or of the great adventures I’m having. No, because it’s not like that all the time. …
As I stood at the sun gate in awe looking down on Machu Picchu, bathed in the warm glow of the dawning sun, my thoughts drifted to how exciting it …
Three o’clock on the morning of day four came quickly as my iPhone chimed my wake-up call. It wasn’t a comfortable sleep. None of the last three sleeps had been …