“Are you sure there are no piranhas in the water,” I ask Reino Soebu, a guide from Knini Paati River Resort, as we stand atop a large boulder in the middle of the Suriname River. I’ve already been reassured there are
The ground sinks beneath our feet, giving slighting before springing back like a sponge of the Andes. The earth grows more damp and bog- like as we approach Chiar Cota, a small lake in Bolivia’s Cordillera Real, a range of
Arriving to Bolivia isn’t easy. For one thing, there are no direct flights to the isolated South American country and most connecting flights arrive at odd times. For another, the elevation of most major cities (La Paz sits at nearly
The gondola takes off from the station and we slowly soar up through the sky. The urban scene that unfolds in La Paz, Bolivia is unlike anything I’ve seen during my vast travels across the globe and I’m filled with
Introducing Letters from Lockdown As we approach the year anniversary of the COVID-19 pandemic it becomes more and more evident that, despite the promise of vaccines, life won't be returning to normal anytime soon. The world has been disrupted in a
“Falta mucho.” That we still have a long distance to go before reaching the metro station is not what I want to hear on a day when I’m trying to cram all the sights on my Mexico City bucket list into
My family has always loved road trips. Up and down our home state of California we’d drive, or on towards the golden cornfields of Nebraska or the wide blue skies of New Mexico, racking up the miles on childhood summer
Our feet glide across the blue cobblestone streets of Old San Juan as we follow Natalia, a guide with Flavors of San Juan Food and Culture Tours, on an afternoon deep-dive into Puerto Rico's history and cuisine. Smiles form across
Long before visiting Puerto Rico, the concept of the island came into my consciousness when I was a fourth grader at Guadalupe Elementary School in California's Bay Area. The year was 1998 and the island, a territorial commonwealth of the
As our aircraft reached the island I listed back and forth in my seat, brimming with excitement about flying to Cuba, glued to the window, peering out from behind the tempered glass at the land below, so lusciously green and