Though I'd been dreaming of going back for years, I didn't expect to return to New York City in 2021. But ever since I left Colombia (again) in August, things haven't been exactly going to plan (in a good way) and I've been relearning how to embrace the unexpected. That's how I ended up on… Continue reading If I can Make it There…
Being born in Colombia —a violent and lovely land of duality, of rancid poetry, marvellous heartbreak, impossible beauty, and sequestered abundance— is a curse. On the one hand, it’s a magical, fertile, lush kingdom filled with wonders and beauty. From the Amazon Rainforest to the Caribbean Sea, from the Andes mountains to the Pacific Ocean,… Continue reading The Colombian Curse: A Love Letter to my Country
It’s in my blood, this travel bug. I was born with it, into it, and it has only grown stronger with every passport stamp, every border crossing, every coastline I’ve walked on that signals the end of a continental mass that still hasn’t been swallowed up by the Ocean. Every year, as I stubbornly become… Continue reading Embracing the Unexpected
I visited Germany in the spring of 2018 and absolutely fell in love. I wasn't sure what to expect but the people, the food, and the cities blew me away in the short week I was there. I spent most of my time in Köln and was lucky enough to have local friends show me… Continue reading Germany 2018
Photos of a wonderful month in Uruguay.
I asked for adventure and the Universe delivered. It was only day two and nothing was going according to plan. But that's okay— unpredictability was part of the plan. I almost postponed my flight to Florida just a week ago, worried about COVID restrictions and rising infections, toxic algae in the Gulf of Mexico, and… Continue reading According to Plan
In late 2015, I embarked on a nomadic journey through Brazil that forever changed my life. I wasn’t sure where exactly I would go or for how long— all I knew was I would start in the Amazon, head south to Uruguay, and stop at Iguazu Falls. After eighteen months on the road, I managed… Continue reading Leaving Colombia. Again.
After my previous visits, an early winter spent in Paris, the Alps, and Provence offered a completely different experience in France.
The Sierra Nevada de Santa Marta, the tallest seaside mountain range in the world, hugs Colombia’s Caribbean coast, bringing the ocean, the jungle, and mountain-top glaciers together in dramatic landscapes stitched together by crystal-clear rivers. I’ve been very lucky to spend a lot of time in 7 Piedras, which is located at over 1,000 masl perched… Continue reading The Heart of the World: Minca Jungle
The diversity in the Sierra Nevada de Santa Marta creates some of the most spectacular sunsets I've ever seen, the vantage point from the ridge of the mountain offering a unique view of the sun setting behind the Caribbean Sea.