Tiempo, Tiempo, Tiempo. ¿Qué es el tiempo? Es la palabra que no entendemos al repetirla muchas veces. El Tiempo es saber que con cada día todo cambia y crece. El Tiempo es la imaginación, la percepción, el ánimo. El Tiempo es sentir la lluvia en la piel, el sol cálido. El Tiempo es la vida,… Continue reading Tiempo
Category: Writing
Where I Came From
I jumped from the edge of Angel Falls. The trees looked like a fluffy, green carpet below me, getting closer and closer with every second. But I wasn't scared. As I fell, I smiled at the wonder that I could fall but wouldn't get hurt: that when I shut my eyes, I would be transported… Continue reading Where I Came From
#MyBBB: Finding the Lost City
By the time it was over, I had bleeding blisters, a fractured toe, a body pumped with coca leaves, and the knowledge that I could truly do anything I set my mind to, regardless of how impossible it seemed at first.
Visiting the Neighbours: Two Weeks Alone in Ecuador
All I needed was to go somewhere I'd never been before where I could have time to think, to be by myself, to swim in the ocean, and to eat good food. And I found I didn't have to go very far.
Portfolio A: Cover Letter for the National Geographic Society
I wrote this piece of persuasive writing for a university course of the same name I was taking at the Queensland University of Technology in Brisbane, Australia, during the second-to-last year of my creative writing degree. The piece was meant to persuade the employer of my dreams to hire me. Even though it was written… Continue reading Portfolio A: Cover Letter for the National Geographic Society
El Salvajismo de la Hora Pico
El salvajismo de la hora pico me desespera, me abruma, me entristece, y en Medellín, ésta hora se ha vuelto una imposibilidad logística. La movilidad en la ciudad después de las 5 de la tarde es una pesadilla que a veces pone en riesgo nuestra seguridad física, y para mí, también mi tranquilidad mental. El… Continue reading El Salvajismo de la Hora Pico
Ode to Milk
Milk is the best thing ever! I believe this to be true. without milk in my life, I don't know what I'd do. If there was no milk there'd be no cheese, no butter nor sweet french toast and milk tea. What would life be with no condensed milk, no whipped cream or cappuccinos? Desserts… Continue reading Ode to Milk
A Day in Santa Fe de Antioquia
Creative Writing
Journey Over Chocolate Waters
On the Amazon's cloudy, yellow waters, adventures await, and nature and mosquitoes hang thick in the air.
Navegando Por Aguas de Chocolate
Por las aguas turbias del Amazonas aguardan aventuras y se respira naturaleza... y los mosquitos.
Laura Restrepo Ortega 