Palacio de Bellas Artes
A random conversation being had in Spanglish leads to me overhearing about a place called "Palacio de Bellas Artes", located...
A random conversation being had in Spanglish leads to me overhearing about a place called "Palacio de Bellas Artes", located...
Dirty and disheveled, the lone wanderer makes his way along the scenic backroads through the high country of the Navajo...
A giant Mexican flag is slowly flapping in the soft breeze as I make my way toward the entrance to...
We were all huddled underneath a tree as the winds were howling around us and the rain was coming from...
I'd been in Mexico City about one hour, readying myself to start exploring this new destination. I like to start...
I wake up to the smell of falling rain. It's my first full day up in the mountains of Guanacaste...