the symphony of the ocean
I find a last minute flight down to Las Vegas, wondering about the fifteen hours I'll spend in Sin City....
I find a last minute flight down to Las Vegas, wondering about the fifteen hours I'll spend in Sin City....
It's midday on a Friday when I arrive into the littlest big city in the world. A strangely fitting name...
old wooden frames, speaking to the past while showcasing a certain moment in time. I find them online, where one...
Beyond the shimmering sun along the water, I make out faint images gliding toward us. Local Amazonian people in dugout...
Howler. Red tail. Michael Jackson. ( the local name for the black & white colored ones) Fluffy. The names seemed...
The hairs on my arms stood at full attention as the skiff came toward us. Electricity was in the atmosphere,...
The crippling pain in my side returns, bringing me to my knees. Incapacitated. One month into the new job now,...
It all started with an e-mail, an invitation to check out a new music blog,Poking Smot.A clever name, so I...
A friend of mine shared this with me, and I loved it so much I wanted to share it with...
Some of my earliest, happiest memories involve fishing. Sitting with my Mom and Pop along a lake shore as a...
"Snakes. Why did it have to be snakes?" -Indiana Jones I knew when I planned my Amazonian adventure that the likelihood of...