Crossing the street

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

This is it

“This is Argentina for me” I say as we drive through Parque Nacional los Cardones in Salta in the north … More

The road to the golf club house at Estancia Cafayate just outside the town of Cafayate in Salta, Argentina.

The best thing is the handmade bag out of grass and the handwoven crafts out of lama wool. Much of … More

“I’m practicing patience”, I tell her. Setting the groundwork for a longterm relationship. I thought I could just leave everything. … More

The blackberries are just starting to ripen in Epuyén and when I try to pick the best ones my blue … More

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

I turned to the words. It was a better way to cure it.

Sunny days. Grey days. Rainy days. Any days by the river are good. Sprite – the dog – who steels … More

Yesterday there was a power cut for a few hours, so I went outside and stood by the river. I … More