
At home. That’s how I feel here in Arequipa. It’s a perfect fit. I wake up each morning, draw open my curtains, and there’s usually a snow-capped volcano there greeting me, a flurry of doves and pigeons flitting through the … Continue reading
At home. That’s how I feel here in Arequipa. It’s a perfect fit. I wake up each morning, draw open my curtains, and there’s usually a snow-capped volcano there greeting me, a flurry of doves and pigeons flitting through the … Continue reading
Unlike my previous moves to South America, I didn’t advertise this one at all. There was no anticipatory blog or social media post revealing the bundle of nerves I usually am before such a move. No goodbye party. No tear-jerking … Continue reading
I never could have predicted how this trip would unfold in each stop on the itinerary but it has gone above and beyond my wildest expectations. When I last wrote I had just arrived in Arequipa. Right now, I am … Continue reading