Musings on Travel and Life
Six years ago yesterday, a close friend of mine died mountaineering. I started writing to process this, and it’s one of the things that helped me heal. A few months after the death, I wrote a piece called Mountains Aren’t Spiritual, reflecting on here death. Here were the original words: For the first time, someone …
This post is part of a series about a long trip in South America. For the first post in the series, click here. In the morning I walk into Villa Tehuelches. I stop at the last grocery store for 140 kilometers. Well, sort of a grocery store. It’s mostly gas-station food. I scan the shelves, …
This is the next entry in a series about my trip in Chile. For the first entry in the series, click here. Otherwise, read on: I’m 25 kilometers into the day, and more tired than I should be. There’s a futility in waking up by the side of the road in a Gortex coffin, in …
Imagine a world where you could see your family without thinking. Imagine being able to sit in a restaurant or drink in a bar; to share a coffee indoors with the stranger from Tinder, to let your traveling friends sleep on your couch. Imagine starting a Friday without plans and ending it with your living …
It’s 2:00pm, much later than I’d wanted to start. But I’m not waiting another day. I made myself a deadline, that I’d set up the blog and apply for summer jobs before I left Punta Arenas. I’m useless with technology, so it took four days building a basic website. And applying for jobs on an …