I can’t buckle my bra
You know when a little kid falls of a swingset and starts wailing, half from pain and half from the surprise of suddenly being in the dirt? That was my Monday. I’m running along...
A day in the life… Bogota
It’s cloudy today, but the clouds are so high I think it might not rain. Maybe 60 degrees? 65? Pretty pleasant, if gray. We usually get 3-5 seasons per day here. I leave...
But, what shall I write about?
I’m not on the move anymore – my home is here in Bogota. I don’t know if I can convey how weird that is. In point of fact, I’m not sure I’m entirely in...
Facatativa and Finca la Pepita
Facatativa, or Faca, is where I went last weekend. The lady who gave me a facial has a sister-in-law who is really into bicycling and they invited me up for the day. It’s an...
Birthday Missive
A lot has happened in the past three weeks, since last I posted. I flew to DC, and saw Kyna before she headed to an out-of-town conference. She wanted my help in thinking about...
One week in Bogota
My first week in Bogota ended last Sunday with a spin through the city – on Sundays, the city closes down many major avenues and they fill up with people on bikes, people on...