Regrets

Looking back I regret I didn’t go for it It could have been fun An adventure It was fruitless To … More

Life

It’s time for Patagonia. To leave the baristas at Lab and the freelance work meet-ups in Palermo and the coworking … More

I rest my eyes on his cheek bones while he’s talking At the bar on Carranza in Palermo Buenos Aires … More

I put my nose to the neck of the polo mare and take in a deep breathe. It’s the best … More

Maybe I shouldn’t have taking it that far with us. Stopped earlier. Quit. Let it be. Distract myself with other … More

The traffic light on Thames and Costa Rica turns green and the taxi stands still for more than ten seconds. … More

New towns, new train stations, new buses, new hostels, hotels and Air Bnb hosts. New faces. New receptionists. New people … More

“She’s a nomad, just like you and me Kris.” Summer. Autumn. The only two seasons I have known for the … More

How different, yet exactly the same life can be in Buenos Aires and Patagonia.

“True love waits”, the pink poster glued to the street wall tells me. I cross the railway on Coronel Niceto … More