So, life has sent me some unexpected changes lately. I figured the best way to deal with that was to add some…
Yesterday my phone was stolen. I was sad, I was angry, mostly at myself, for bringing my stuff to a club. Because after eight months in South America, I simply should know better.
Airports are the worst. They seem like an opening in between heaven and hell, like everything would begin and end there. Hearts are…
“Protests over metro fare increase” is, what most people — and media also — are calling what’s…
The past two months I’ve been working in a children’s home in Chile. I’ve been thinking for a very long time about this, whether to…
My flight back home leaves in nine minutes. I am not on the airplane. I am not even at the airport. I just made it to Lima, Peru, 43…