Los Angeles to Chicago to New York

I walked twenty minutes from the Greyhound station to a hotel in the historic downtown of Los Angeles.  I was stuck there for a night.   From Creel, I had booked my ticket on Amtrak to leave the same day I arrived, but I had called and changed it until Monday when I thought I … Continue reading Los Angeles to Chicago to New York

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El Chepe

The bus the Chihuahua was an hour late.  There are no departure boards at Mexican bus stations, you just stand on the platform and wait for a bus with your destination on the front to show up. Bus after bus pulled up at the Zacatecas station, and none of them were for Ciudad Juarez, which … Continue reading El Chepe

The Conservation of Energy

Costa Rica is a trap, set by who knows to derail my trip before it barely even starts.  I can see why so many ex-pats end up here.  It's an easy place to drop out; to show up and decide never to move again. There were butterflies in my stomach as I walked to the … Continue reading The Conservation of Energy

The strange and the familiar

There are strange bird sounds made by unfamiliar and unseen birds and the sound of crunching footsteps on the dirt road just the other side of the hedge full of flowers I don't recognize coming through the screened window of my hotel room in Puerto Jimenez.  There is air-conditioning but I am leaving it off … Continue reading The strange and the familiar