Chest tightens and a blue chill adrenalin wash plunges to my toes, jaw, grip harden. The chalky dust hazed imperfect orb is far away, this tunnel that is otherwise close your eyes black, this one’s […]
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Category: Postcard
Peru postcard
Drinking tradition: Everyone at the table, in this case six of us, one bottle of beer open at a time though many in ready reserve. Two glasses total, one stays at the center of the […]
Peru postcard
Protected by remorseless origami hills in static heat, the remote border crossing into Peru is simple and friendly. At this midday hour — far from the scheduled bus arrivals, themselves infrequent — as quiet as […]
Ecuador Postcard
Past days in a row in the tent, next town seems big enough for lodging of some modest sort, roll in, ask around. Get directed about like a pingpong ball, finally triangulate to a tiny […]
Ecuador Postcard
Cuenca, urbane and genteel, stretching weary legs walking along day warmed cobbled streets. Buildings graced with street art, crafted ornamented eaves, young and old in the plazas, mohawks and leather jackets commingling with the slow […]
Ecuador Postcard
End of the day, descending into the town square next to the basilica, I am on a one-way street going in the correct direction, motorcycle red blue red lights coming towards me. Pull over, there […]
Ecuador Postcard
Wonted fuckedtacular inaugural pedaling day, I just get exuberant and silly. Exiting Quito embarrassingly easy, what with detailed MotionX iPhone maps and GPS, should have suspected karmic treachery. Aimed for the volcano via the little […]
Quito Postcard
Foolish to try to mark the precise start, but there is the descent into yellow streetlights mist, shatter of engines against buildings leaning against the mid-city airport. Unusually gentle tackle after passing through customs, I […]
Williamstown postcard
Ordinarily would pedal Rt 7 traffic for the ten minutes left to ride, but Dan, “hey, let’s go this way,” we’re descending an invisible path before the bridge. Emerge along railroad tracks, shoulders of houses, […]
Egypt postcard
Kromal co-owns with his brother a tiny card and book shop in the oasis. He guesses I’m French, I shake my head, brother speculates Australian, the usual game. I smile, tell them. “You should be […]
In the Dunes in Egypt
Another night on dunes. The white desert has, manicheanistically, given way to the black. Tar colored mostly small chips, sitting on top of Caribbean beach blond dust, sleeping in the desert has all of its […]