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I’ve always believed in something more, something that gives meaning to life. I have my own beliefs, but one thing I love to do is to expose myself to other ways of thinking. I have spent hours talking with Christians in East Africa, Muslims in North Africa and Atheists in North America, but none of [...]
I’m sitting in my kitchen, In Hobart, Tasmania. Justin Jones, the crazy hatted, rum drinking, floppy haired, sexual maven has just sent me a message, reminding me that i’m a lazy bastard (no contest) and that i owe him an article about El Retiro Lodge in Lanquin, Guatemala. El Retiro will always hold great memories [...]
It was my third Spanish school in Antigua, Guatemala in as many weeks and I was beginning to learn what to expect. Or at least I thought I was. I arrived at La Union and was introduced to my teacher, Alvaro. He sat down and started a natural conversation immediately. He was feeling me out, [...]
It was a Tuesday morning and Carmen and I had decided that today, the hard wooden seats of the Ixchel Spanish School just wouldn’t do for our delicate derrieres. I had been studying hard all week and we decided that we deserved a treat, and what better way to indulge than by visiting one of [...]