I sit in the jungle on top of one of the temples of Ek Balam. It’s about 10am and most…
Despacio
“Despacio [slowly]”, he says but our horses are nothing but. With pointed ears they prance around impatiently as they listen…
Kontraster
Hans händer är stora och grova. De matchar inte den smala kroppen och de tunna armarna som döljer styrka som…
Authenticity
Sometimes I wonder if I have ever written something real. If I’d be truly honest it’s hard. It’s a challenge…
Realness
Finally I find something that feels Mexican. That feels interesting. Homemade tortillas and food cooked in clay pots. At Reciprico,…
Tulum
I’m trying to be fair and give Tulum a chance but I hate it with a passion. I hate the…
Young and free
I’m riding underneath the stars in Argentina and long gone is his rigid mind and boring outlook on life. If…
Moments
She looks at him jump up on the horse. With very bent knees in the short stirrups and the reins…
Feelings
“Maybe that’s what you are supposed to do. Write about feelings.”, he says and continues; “Everyone has their thing.” Months…
Expression
We are sitting inside Apartamento in Güemes and the tall sommelier in all black with the unhelpful attitude has just…