The memory did not get the honouring it deserved. Somehow it just slipped away or I just blocked it out. … More
Tag: mymaddytravel
Moments
I can’t really party but at least my eyes are still working so I can look at handsome Brazilian men.
First time in South America
Still just a baby and it was my first time in South America. I am standing at the top of … More
Writer’s block
I sit down to write. But my head is heavy. I think of the words I could put down on … More
Home
It’s time for something else it seems. All I want to do is be at home and take care of … 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
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
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