(First published in Limping Chicken here) This blog was written in Orlando airport, where I have stopped en route home, with seven hours to kill. I have often wondered how…
Lanquin, some of its people and some European tourists.
(This blog is more about a range of people rather than just one person, different from previous blogs) It was a long journey into Lanquin from Flores, where I had…
A letter of admiration to all bus drivers in Latin America
Suchitoto, 28th January 2019 Dear Sirs, (have not seen a single female bus driver here yet!) I wanted to write to you all to thank you, to express my admiration…
The Tour Guide in Juayua
I had been travelling in a chicken-bus for a few hours from El Tunco to Juayua – costing me just $3. There was a catch though, I had to share…
Jesus and David – no its not a bible story! – from Panama
(Both Jesus and David have read and approved of this blog) I have often been asked by friends and family how I have met many deaf friends in…
The Motorbike guy from Mompos (or Mompox)
Back in July I was in a hairdresser’s shop in San Francisco, panicking and worrying about whether to dye my hair a silver-grey colour. Ben, my dear friend, tried…
2019 is almost here – my own reflections about poverty
As we all settle into the new year and some of us share our reflections, here’s mine. I have worked on this blog post for quite a while, dithering whether…
The deaf owners of “Monkey” in Dosquebradas (near Pereira)
It was a lovely long morning in Pereira, I enjoyed visiting the Termales spa far high up in the mountains via Santa Rosa. The scenery of jungle forests makes you…
Johanna, a deaf lady in Pasto
(Johanna has read and approved of this blog) I had wasted a couple hours this morning going with my Colombian host father into town to see if they could…
The deaf family in Quito
It has been two long days for me in Quito, I arrived from Buenos Aires feeling rather intrigued. I had considered dropping Ecuador but my friends encouraged me to…