"In 1991 Medellin was the murder capital of the world, with a homicide rate of 381 deaths per 100,000 inhabitants." -IBD Memory House Museum We spent almost the entire day today at the Museo Casa de la Memoria (Memory House Museum) in Medellin. I entered the unadorned, almost utilitarian building, as a curious tourist and... Continue Reading →
Cost Rica has much to offer and beautiful places to see. Even though it is more expensive than Nicaragua, we were still able to average a spend of only $32 a day for both of us combined. This includes all of our living expenses except health insurance. The map below shows the places that we... Continue Reading →
You can live on $22 a day (for a couple) and see the country of Nicaragua. Here are eight great areas to see. Included are a few tips to save money. As rain plays music off the steel deck of our ship and droplets break the smooth waves all around us I lean back sipping... Continue Reading →
The Red Zone As we turned the corner into San Jose's red zone a woman with her eyes to the sky staggered toward us. She wore years of hardship on her face and a hopelessness to her gait. I'm sure the three older women that we were with could protect us. At least they wanted to. ... Continue Reading →
The bike slid and I saw it all happen in slow motion. As our bodies approached the dusty rocky road surface I knew that we would lose a bit of skin. Before I could think any further, we got really intimate with the beautiful island of Ometepe, skin to gravel. OMETEPE ISLAND The island is composed... Continue Reading →
I am learning more every day that we need a whole lot less than we think we need. I’m also humbled by the overabundance of what we actually have. We met many wonderful people this past week as we worked in the little mountain town of Waslala. Replacing Homes of Plastic I’ll never forget... Continue Reading →
The bodies were so close pressing in on every side when I felt his hand searching for my pocket and trying to unzip my bag. I told him no and shoved him hard as I squeezed by down the crowed aisle of the chicken bus.
When you see them running toward you, turn around and run. Our New Year's eve began with a dinner cooked by Trinity for Manuel and Rome. They own and run the hostel where we are staying. They are a very kind, quiet couple who care about the people who stay here. Even when our friend... Continue Reading →