Three Days Alone in Portugal

I arrive in Portugal in the afternoon; it’s all drama free. I know how to do this now. Book a flight at a sensible hour, find the left luggage at the station, wander about town til I can go to my couchsurfing host’s place, then arrive, cheerful and open. I climb a few flights to […]

Heaven

Heaven is stepping off a collectivo on an empty piece of highway and trudging down a path to a deserted stretch of Carribean; creeping down rocky path to swim in my first cenote, a deserted, mangrove circled peace and quiet; alone save for brush breaking wildlife sneaking closer (the dirty perves) and little fish that […]