The End of the World in a Hyundai Accent

We saw the universe connected from the inside out. From the heart of a capital to the edge of a continent.  From within the stone and steel and smog, piercing the sun, slashing across dusty hills. Dust turns to dirt, cactus to trees, hills flatten and lay calm.  Maps pass between hands, wind pulls at  corners,…

Mi hogar, Santiago

sonder  n. the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own—populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness—an epic story that continues invisibly around you like an anthill sprawling deep underground, with elaborate passageways to thousands of other lives that you’ll never know existed,…

Brendon, meet pisco

At the prescribed hour they congregated, sun kissed faces trickled into the room single file.  Thin streams of sweat veined through the dust that masked their lined and weathered faces. Foot-sore travelers entered from the street and the good-natured regulars slapped each other on the backs as they drank.  Each took their place among the…