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Quito, Ayampe & Otavalo
I travelled to Ecuador in 2012, crossing the border overland from Colombia in Ipiales and then making my way to the Pacific coast. /Viajé a Ecuador en 2012, cruzando la frontera por tierra desde Ipiales en Colombia y después viajando hasta la costa Pacífica. QUITO • AYAMPE • OTAVALO Quito Quito is the capital city… Continue reading Quito, Ayampe & Otavalo
In the Caribbean
Get Off the Trail was a travel agency I ran in Colombia between 2013 and 2015. /Get Off the Trail fue una agencia de viaje que manejé en Colombia entre el 2013 y 2015. ARBOLETES & TURBO • SAPZURRO • CARTAGENA & SANTA MARTA Arboletes & Turbo, Antioquia Sapzurro Cartagena & Santa Marta Travel Galleries… Continue reading In the Caribbean
F-Air Colombia 2013
Fotografías de la sexta Feria Aeronáutica Internacional en el Aeropuerto Internacional José María Córdova en Rionegro, Antioquia. La feria empezó el 11 de julio y terminó hoy. Participaron pilotos de la Real Fuerza Aérea Canadiense (RCAF por sus siglas en inglés), de la Fuera Aérea Colombiana (FAC), el equipo de paracaidismo conocido como las Águilas… Continue reading F-Air Colombia 2013
Blown Away
On Documentalista’s two year anniversary, I’m looking back at some of my favourite posts from my first week. Click on the link above to see the full story.
I need to be blown away. I’ve been stuck for so long, I no longer know where I’m standing or where I’m going. It’s a hot day in early summer. I’m pacing around the house, flipping through the TV stations, walking outside, in. I can only hear it faintly, but it’s enough. Every time, it sets my imagination on fire, gives my brain a kick and my heart a squeeze.
Run, run, river
Carry me to my home in the ocean
Carry me away
I know I have a home
Somewhere far and removed
Like the stars that make you feel like you’ve got friends
Stars will make you feel like you’ve got friends
I definitely need to be blown away. I look at the hundreds of little houses that freckle the gentle slopes of the hills. Their white roofs, pale sides, green…
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Chaos
On Documentalista’s two year anniversary, I’m looking back at some of my favourite posts from my first week. Click on the link above to see the full story.
I want to tell you a story. It is a story very few people know, and even fewer believe. I have decided to tell it now, to you, because I fear my time here is coming to an end, and this is one tale that needs to be told. You might wonder why I didn’t tell it before the way I’m doing now—so openly, I mean. Well, like I said before, very few believe this story, and the ones who have heard it and disbelieved it have shunned me from their lives. You can understand, I hope, I did not want this story to come out while it could still come back to me. But now…well, things change.
So why don’t I tell it myself? Ah, I have lost any courage I had in my youth. But you, you still have the power to change history, and what a wonderful…
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Wishing for the End of the World
I think I was seven years old the first time I heard about the end of the world. Yup, the End of the World, as in doomsday, the apocalypse, the last day, the final judgement, whatever you want to call it. According to the Mayans, the world as we know it will come to an… Continue reading Wishing for the End of the World