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

I’m trying to be fair and give Tulum a chance but I hate it with a passion. I hate the … More

She looks at him jump up on the horse. With very bent knees in the short stirrups and the reins … More

I remember my father coming and going growing up. Coming home with Bonnie, a white and black dog teddy with … More

And when it’s over I can finally breathe again. Instead of feeling like a prison Córdoba is green, vibrant and … More

I look for him everywhere along the gravel road passing Paula’s kiosko on my way to Unquillo My eyes try … More

While storm Eunice is working her way through England the flight from Copenhagen to Heathrow is delayed. One hour becomes … More

There is a call for the mountains and a silent whisper in my soul only I can hear In Bariloche … More

Then there’s love and I realise I don’t have to run or chase because we are we no matter if … More