"I miss the Americas’ Third World; its smells and scents, tastes and sounds; its hot dusty roads, humid gardens, evergreen selvas and cluttered suburban streets.

I miss the open markets bustling with people dressed in vibrant colors speaking in the tongues of the ancients.

I miss the gathering of women around the tortillerias where the sweet maiz turns into soft steamy pancakes as it has for thousands of years.

I miss the carnicero and lechería; the paleteros and street vendedores.
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This past week has been a long healing process for myself. A week ago while walking from Sebastian's house to mine (only 5 blocks away) I was attacked. I was hesitant to post this but I feel now after processing and taking it all in that I want to share my experience. It was a sunday night and so there weren't very many people out and about. I had just had a beautiful experience with my friends eating raw food and practising yoga. I had noticed two men leaning along a side of a building talk... read more

It´s a mad house down here...politics are blowen up....Time to educate the masses. I´m not even sure where to start when I think about all the events and everyone that is involved. I´m curious to know what has been covered in the news in the states. The day that I arrived Dec. 2nd. politics were already heated because the neighboring Chavez was trying to pass a controversial referendum that would grant the president the right to stand for re-election indefinitely as well as increasing the ter... read more

oh...so many thoughts floating all around.... Last night I returned back to the mainland. While enjoying the beach life i meet a beautiful colombian writer who has opened his heart and has become such a beautiful friend. Thank you Ruben Orozco for your stories and kindness. Also an avid reader of Marquez we went and saw Love in the Time of Cholera...which i really recommend to all to read and also to see this movie..so beautifully filmed...it captured colombia ...to be in a crowd of colombia... read more