I relished taking the taxis that regular Cubans take, and rolled by eyes at being ripped off by the shiny new ones. I enjoyed seeing the sites at the ration markets and the back alleys of Cuba where our guide Julio took us.
Dominica is exactly what you think of when think of the Garden of Eden. Uninterrupted by mega resorts and populated with a people that appreciates their symbiotic relationship with the land, the magic of Dominica is this is where nature does it’s thing!
From the self-deprecating smile as I butchered the French language at a restaurant in Geneva that led me speeding through the Swiss Alps on the back of a motorbike for “the best” fondue to the smile that let me and mom know that we could trust Julio as he led us through the back alleys and even into a rations market to see the real Havana that few tourists get to experience, it’s a smile that bridges these gaps.
Running a successful company and surfing in the Pacific every morning, sure! Seeing friends a few times a week over laughs and pisco sours is de rigueur. It’s this spirit that I will carry with me.
The district of Barranco is an Instagrammer’s dream with countless walls of beautiful murals telling stories from whimsy and history in every shade imaginable.
and just space. A car drove by here and there, but no other bicyclist. I looked at my waning water bottle and the afternoon sun…. Was this a really stupid mission?
“Damn, I should have brought my tripod.” It was my first day touring around Lima, Peru and I was checking out the beautiful murals of the Barranco art district. Some of the walls were truly incredible and I wanted to get some shots in front of them. Eh, I rarely ask strangers, I’d rather just do it myself. But this time around ended up being different.