In Getsemani, we took photos of the brightly-painted houses.
And fantastic murals.
“It’s almost too perfect,” I remarked to Lynn. Everywhere I turned was a beautifully-composed photo. 680 more words
2 weeks, 5 days ago
Our tour of San Pedro Claver over, we tipped Charles generously—at least I hope he thought it was generous. He had clearly poured years of his life into learning everything about St. 669 more words
3 weeks ago
We live in a world
Where selfless deeds and good intentions
Are noteworthy occasions
Whilst cruel behaviour and selfish actions
Are accepted as the norm… 111 more words
Colombia has been in the news lately in the US. Last night there was this story on the PBS News Hour about the election, which is taking place the day this posts. 674 more words
3 weeks, 4 days ago
I’m not sure why we were driven five hours from Tayrona to Cartagena, but Lynn and I agreed it was important that we did because it showed us sides of Colombia we wouldn’t otherwise have seen. 669 more words
1 month ago
It’s when you’re really tired—completely drained—that accidents happen. I somehow mustered the effort to focus on every step for the two-hour hike back from the beach. 689 more words
“I’m surprised I’m not in agony,” Lynn remarked the next morning as we walked to the dining hut for breakfast.
“I know,” I replied, “I thought I’d be … be… … 680 more words
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