So five of us are squished into the tiniest 4x4 I’ve ever been in. It’s 7am, 8 degrees outside, and we are en route to the edge of the Northern Ice Fields in Puerto Tranquilo, Chile.…
The Rock, River & Tree A Rock, A River, A Tree . . . Hosts to species long since departed. I’m quoting from memory, but I believe the words go in that order. These are Maya…
So I’ve camped before. Been to Burning Man three times now, and each visit was the only time I have camped for more than one night and not in a backyard. My first BM I slept…
So I met up with this jokester in Buenos Aires and the next thing I knew we were on a three and a half hour flight South to the bottom tip of the world; the other…