When I checked into El Zopilote hostel in Ometepe, Nicaragua the conversation went like this: Front desk lady: You will need to give us your passport. Me: No, I need to keep it. Front desk lady: It is our policy that we take your passport. Me: It is my policy that I keep it.…
I reminded myself to be present in a moment firstly, and to film a moment secondly. I was not here to write a story about Ometepe, I was writing a story about Ometepe because I was here. Biking on The Island of Ometepe: Crappy Bikes + Crappy Roads = Flight The Island of Ometepe in Nicaragua was…
