It’s never easy to leave the place you’ve chosen to call home. But if there’s a sign to look for from the universe that serves as confirmation that it’s time to go, then I’d say a neat pile of shit logs and a puddle of piss on your bedspread on your penultimate night in Antigua,…
“What’s going on?” A Canadian traveler asks her Australian boyfriend. All around them colored eggs (cascarones) are exploding, circulating their payload of confetti and glitter onto the people warring across the park. Mayan women without cascarones improvise by grabbing fistfuls of flour and throwing it into faces. Children, armed with…
Volcano Guatemala – It Could Happen to You The first page of the newspaper feels like oily sandpaper from the volcanic ash clinging to the ink of the lead photo which depicts glowing lava from El Volcan de Fuego, which just blew a plume 600 meters into the troposphere. It adds immediacy to the Prensa…
Travel quotes are those intrepid one-liners we scrawl in our dirty notebook, cut up and tape to our mirror, or in extreme cases, tattoo onto our ass. Travel quotes remind us why we’re chosen the open road instead of, say, the cubicle. Travel quotes remind us why we’ve chosen the open road instead of, say, the…
The burden of existence for a holiday is one person celebrating it once a year. Mariachi Day is a holiday I celebrate annually with whomever I can convince to take the day off life and join me in a horse drawn carriage to meet a Mariachi band—Los Principes—In San Felipe, Guatemala. Los Principes are the direct…
Towards Semuc Champey, our rusted pickup tumbled like a tank over the muddy rainforest road. Amid a rolling green backdrop, men adjusted their packages in order to avoid them jostling into other men’s asses. We were fifteen dudes packed into the cab of a rumbling pickup truck. “Where are all the girls?” an Australian asked…
Avoid The Antigua Tax With One-Way Tickets To Guatemala Airlines should ban me from booking anything other than one-way flights. Please, airlines, ban me! I’ll do whatever illicit behavior it takes. I’ve just clocked in my 12th day in Guatemala, a full month left before my flight to NYC and then to Asia. But…
Her lyrics are endearingly lovely—like baby bunny rabbits, nestled near lambs, next to hamsters, wearing tiny sweaters. Somehow and AP reporter found her way onto this site, and this year these music mixes and the idea behind them was published as a feel good story all over the press wires with Sharing Music: A Personal…
When my friends Corissa and Joe invited me to spend Thanksgiving with them in Oakland with their baby and in-laws, I declared, “I shall walk from San Francisco to Oakland!” I asked Google the best way to get there, under the assumption that surely there was a bridge. Google said, “Welcome to Oakland, bitch! There’s…
