It’s time for something else it seems. All I want to do is be at home and take care of … More
Author: Maddy Travel
Memories
I can still feel the tenderness months after we met. Remember his eyes and how they looked at me. How … More
Ek Balam
I sit in the jungle on top of one of the temples of Ek Balam. It’s about 10am and most … More
Despacio
“Despacio [slowly]”, he says but our horses are nothing but. With pointed ears they prance around impatiently as they listen … More
Kontraster
Hans händer är stora och grova. De matchar inte den smala kroppen och de tunna armarna som döljer styrka som … More
Authenticity
Sometimes I wonder if I have ever written something real. If I’d be truly honest it’s hard. It’s a challenge … More
Realness
Finally I find something that feels Mexican. That feels interesting. Homemade tortillas and food cooked in clay pots. At Reciprico, … More
Tulum
I’m trying to be fair and give Tulum a chance but I hate it with a passion. I hate the … More
Young and free
I’m riding underneath the stars in Argentina and long gone is his rigid mind and boring outlook on life. If … More
Moments
She looks at him jump up on the horse. With very bent knees in the short stirrups and the reins … More