From the Vagabonding Vault

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Bullfights and ladyboys

The crowd was in a frenzy. After navigating some rough neighborhoods to find the arena, braving a roaring pop-up thunderstorm, and waiting 2 additional hours past the start time for the ring to dry, my very first proper bullfight was about to commence. I sat on a wooden bench squeezed in between locals waiting for [...]

Heading South

I pulled the brown curtain shut on my overnight bus from Bogota to Cali. The AC had created a nice frost built up inside of the window and as we put distance between ourselves and the city lights, winding into the mountains, I couldn’t help but think that I was probably missing some incredible scenery [...]

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 [...]

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