A Jewel and the Sea
As we come upon the final stretch of our intensely incredible trip, we’re reflecting on our traveling exhaustion and acting on it readily. Three months abroad is a long time for some, and barely a vacation for others – like our Aussie friend here in Huanchaco, Peru, Brian, who has been traveling for going on…
Amazonia
Floating in the clouds, plunging rocky green cliffs on either side, this winding Andes road at 13,570 feet high is making it difficult to remember the lush humidity of last weekend. But as we sit in the back of this minibus for six hours on our way toward Macchu Picchu, I’ll try. Picture this: a…
High and Dry
Exploring a desert that sits between 7,000 and 15,000 feet above sea level perfectly exemplified a quote a good friend once told me, “traveling is only glamorous in retrospect.” As we make our way into Peru, it’s easy for me to write about how visiting the Atacama Desert is an absolute must. While I’m sure…
To Be a Gringa
In case you don’t know, a gringa/gringo is a semi-derogatory term for Americans. Last night, we reunited with Michael, a Malibu native with whom we’ve been best friends with since at least Day 1 of college and who studied in Santiago for a semester, and his girlfriend Lita, who’s actually from Sweden. The four of…
Chi Chi Chi! Le Le Le! Viva Chile!
Hola chicos! Please excuse the delayed post, I’ve been occupied by familial presence and a lull in life-changing experiences compared to the novelty of the farm. Nonetheless, the past two weeks have been rich with comfort, seafood, lots of carbs, colors, and Chilean hospitality. Post Puerto Montt, we took a 3.5 hour bus ride northwest…
Biodynamic Culture
We woke up on day two at the farm crammed in a single bed together feeling dismayed. The outlook on emotional survival withstanding six more days of manual labor and broken Spanglish was grim. First of all, one of eight cats was trying to jump on my head. If you know me at all, you…
La Región de Los Lagos
Think Lake Tahoe on steroids: quaint Alpine town sitting at the edge of a massive glacier fed lake surrounded by snow capped mountains as far as the eye can see, not to mention the many turquoise and sapphire lakes nestled nearby. San Carlos de Bariloche, a town in the Rio Negro region (part of the…
23 Hours
One might think that almost an entire turn of the earth spent on a bus may be daunting, and one would be right. However, even though the 23-hour trip from Buenos Aires to San Carlos de Bariloche left our backs aching, it was more or less uneventful – one might even say it was pleasant….
Roller Coaster
Since we arrived in Buenos Aires last Sunday, we’ve gone through a mill of feelings about our first week abroad: this is the longest week ever, how has it already been this long, we’ve seen everything there is to see, how could we possibly see everything, we know our way around perfectly, we couldn’t be…
Immersion
Early morning on our second full day and I’m wide awake with a mini-cold, likely from some combination of the 30 hour travel to get here, post-stress, and newness. In any case, a pesky cold won’t stop us from exploring this humongous city of Buenos Aires, about which, in 1 and a half days’ observation,…
Here goes nothin’…
Those two people are us. And this is where I’ll be documenting our journey one day at a time. Or maybe one week at a time, or month… I’m new to this blogging thing, so we’ll see how it goes. Giancarlo and I are embarking on an approximately three month journey to the Southern Hemisphere on September 12th,…
Oye Chicos! 