Hiking the sand dunes in the Atacama Desert My thighs burn as I trudge up the steep sand dune and squint into the blaring sun. Mimicking Mads, I hold my board across my shoulders and focus on stepping on the almost invisible path. Looking toward the crest of the hill, I mechanically order my legs to move forward one leg at a time. How the hell do people run up these in … [Read more...]
Paso de Jama, Chilean Border Crossing to Argentina – from Alex’s Adventure Diaries
The barren border crossing building at Paso de Jama, between Chile and Argentina in the Andes, has a distinct lack of noise as travellers slowly shuffle their dusty backpacks forward in a semblance of lines. I stare out the open window where a yawning blue sky meets the dry desert. Voices come in like muted echoes and I work my jaw to no avail. My left eardrum is … [Read more...]
Mountain Biking Death Road, Bolivia – from Alex’s Adventure Diaries
I see a few rocks falling down the mountainside towards me and my heart rate picks up speed. I could actually die here. Working my bike through the mudslide, I understand why the van that was supposed to follow us for emergencies, had to go back and meet us at the end. I flex my ice-cold wet fingers as best as I can and alternate taking them off the handlebars to shake out. … [Read more...]
Sedona Day Trip and Hikes
Looking over part of Sedona from an edge 3/4 of the way up to Devil's Bridge. Sedona seduced me! As I sit at home writing this, I want to go back right now ~ and I just got home from there a day ago! It's beauty is stunning, but more than that is the overall vibe of peace and happiness that was beyond your typical fresh outdoor hike, and the exuberant excitement of the … [Read more...]
Romantic Dalliances in an English Village
Tale old as time, a modern day Beauty and the Beast experience (I’m Belle). I may not be as beautiful or as smart or as graceful as Belle, but I’m a brunette who loves reading, so close enough. After all, this is real life, not an excellent movie. The Tinder Prince I had just moved to the quaint little village of Sunninghill, where I was working at a French restaurant … [Read more...]
