Lost Girls.
We rode yellow bicycles with avocados in brown metal baskets as the sun baked our skin to match the dusty dirt path. At the cenote fish...
Roots.
Years before a computer program determined Cancun to be the ideal vacation spot for Americans looking to spend their week long holidays...
A lover you cannot trust.
It’s February 14th and I’ve got a crush on the quest. The Sea is a lover you adore but cannot trust. If you are lonely walk to the...
Meal for a King.
In Cuba Santeria has adopted a story about a Ruler and his Kingdom. The King was always in search of knowledge and one day asked a slave...
By Way of the Night Sky.
We sailed into Havana under a clear sky and within hours it was both everything I could have imagined and nothing you could ever have...
