An old man, his skin as orange and cracked as the earth below, sat hunched over from years of arthritis on an …

Coming home after traveling for four months is hard but it is much easier when you come home to such great friends …

I lied. One more post. The poem below is from the new poetry book I wrote with my father. This poem is …

Next week we will be heading back to Virginia, bringing our adventures in Colombia to a close. I will not be putting …

I am going to miss a lot of things about Colombia when we go home, but one of the things I will …

Our home base in Bogotá probably doesn’t pop up on Trip Advisor’s top ten places to stay. When I walk around the …

My mom used to tell us a joke about a mother and her two sons, an optimist and a pessimist. For Christmas …

The coffee region has been calling our names ever since we left Armenia. The clouds that drape the the towering green mountains …

We finally made it back to the coffee region, and the first thing we did had nothing to do with coffee. We …