Colombia under a cloud of Zika: Tayrona to Minca
Our departure from Baranquilla was delayed by a few days. John got hit with some strange flu bug. Or what we thought was some strange flu...
A Gradual Reentry: Bogotá to Baranquilla
Gazing out of the plane's window on our descent into Bogotá, I saw the high mountain peaks of the Andes. I could see tiny ribbons of road...
A Year in Motion
Gratitude. My attitude about gratitude is different now. It’s for different things and in different degrees of magnitude. I used to think...
