Living and Dying In The Yucatan

So, after yesterday´s long post about such thrilling subjects as worn out sandals and death marches, I meandered over and caught the 4pm bus tour of the city.  The one Lonely Planet recommends turns out to be this wee little bus leaving from Parque … Read More

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One Dollar, One Dollar

Okay, so after yesterday´s post was some laying about.  I tried to find the starting point of the bus tour but failed.  Either not the right place or I expect things to be on time, which is not per se the way the world … Read More

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Childhood I’ve been reflecting on childhood in the small town versus what it must be today in a place like Atlanta. I guess all things are relative to what you experienced. If you had asked me as a teenager if I would ever look … Read More

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