Viva la revolution!

I tensed and picked the best escape route down the wet street behind me. The student, intoxicated with the frenetic energy of the setting had decided to probe the policeman directly in front of me. The cop, standing in full riot gear with shield, mask, club, and enough tear gas grenades to start World War [...]

Bogota, Colombia

I wasn´t sure if I was in China or South America. So many similarities here in Bogota….in neither place could I communicate at all when I first arrived.  The weather is similar, with a damp cold constantly gnawing at your bones in the open air hostel.  There seems to be no place to go to [...]

Countdown to Colombia

I felt the sharp prick of the needle pierce into my muscle. With a quick push of her thumb, the nurse emptied a syringe full of bad guys, in this case an active dose of Yellow Fever, right into my bloodstream. Lucky for me, she was good and it was over before I knew it. [...]

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