Cages of Light
We’re surrounded by cages of light.
Secure in our darkness we dare not depart.
What if we burn ourselves on the possibilities?
We’re surrounded by cages of light.
Secure in our darkness we dare not depart.
What if we burn ourselves on the possibilities?
My route from Uyuni, Bolivia, to Asuncion, Paraguay, may be the least efficient route ever taken. It may have been faster to walk. A four-leg flight extravaganza resulted in a twelve-hour layover in Santa Cruz, Bolivia. After some internal debate, I decided to put my backpack in a locker, leave the airport, and take a look around.
Read more “An Afternoon in Santa Cruz” →After touring the salt flats and having our fun with pictures, we started our tour of volcanoes and lagoons in the highest desert in the world. We slept at 4,400 meters and reached a maximum of 5,000. It was cold. Very cold.
Read more “The Highest Desert in the World” →I arrived in Uyuni, Bolivia, Friday morning after another night bus. After taking a day to recover, I set off to visit the salt flats. I decided to take alternative transportation. As avocados were currently all taken, I elected to ride a banana.
Read more “The Salt Flats” →I had only one day in La Paz, so naturally I took a tour of the witch markets. We also took a ride on the local teleférico (cable car) and visited the official city cemetery. It was one of the most interesting and unusual tours I’ve ever taken.
Read more “Lit Llamas and Stolen Skulls” →After embarking upon my first night bus experience (little sleep was had), I arrived in Puno, Peru at 5am. The instant coffee at breakfast was well-received. At 6am I left on a boat tour of the floating islands in the massive Lake Titicaca.
Read more “Lake Titicaca” →Yesterday I finished the Salkantay trek to Machu Picchu. Our route was filled with hills, diverse landscapes, and gorgeous views. This was no doubt one of the best experience I have ever had.
Read more “Kissing the Sky: The Sakantay Trek to Machu Picchu” →A few days ago I took the quick flight from Lima to Cusco, going from sea level to 3,400 meters (a bit over 11,000 feet). Cusco was the capital of the Incan empire and is the gateway to Machu Picchu.
Read more “The City of the Incas” →As I climb through consciousness the air becomes easier to breathe.
The edge of the wilderness is now within reach.
I see god’s eyes from the beach.
Yesterday I found myself being shaken down by security in the Quito airport. After some debate in the hostel the day earlier, I had decided to try bring my coca leaves with me to Peru. After I was ushered into a windowless room by two security agents, I decided that perhaps I had made a mistake.
Read more “Shakedowns and Sunsets” →