Croatia has been at the very top of my “to visit” list for years now. In fact, I’d planned to go during my year aboard, but timing-wise it just didn’t work out as I…
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“So I’m back to the velvet underground. Back to the floor that I love.” For whatever reason, Fleetwood Mac’s Gypsy has emerged as my theme song for my return to traveling. But this time…
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Masaje (massage) in Spanish is pronounced “mah-sa-hay” and it means something a bit different than it does in English. At least is did for me in Colombia. My first full day in Salento I decided…
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Medellin has a reputation that precedes itself among travelers. When you get to a country you invariably start talking to other people about where they’ve been, where they’re going, which places stand out, etc.…
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Once down the mountain and in the small town of Minca proper, Eyren and I piled into a collectivo (a sort of shared van taxi), and then, in order to make our appointment, grabbed…
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Minca. Ahhhh Minca. When people talk about Minca in Colombia they get a sort of far-off look in their eyes and sigh. It’s difficult to even articulate what’s so special about the tiny town,…
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Palomino was one of the first places I truly loved in Colombia. Even the drive there was beautiful. It was green, lush and looked a lot more like the Colombia I had pictured in…
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Sitting in the Lima airport on the way to Cusco is a bit like sitting outside a gate to Salt Lake City or another ski destination in the U.S. People are decked out in hiking…
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Taganga was a much smaller version of Santa Marta, but despite it’s slightly grimy appearance and infamous reputation as a druggie community, I liked it. I mean, it was an improvement from Santa Marta,…