Category: Places
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Tulum
Tulum was everything I didn’t expect it to be. Raw, dusty, green, fresh, foreign, alive. We only went to meet a friend for the weekend, and I feared mass crowds and Americana spring-break-chaos. It wasn’t that at all.
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San Marcos La Laguna
San Marcos La Laguna radiates with sweet, fresh fruit air. Warm sun, cool breeze, turquoise, and light rain. Spanish buzz surround-sound. Morning walks down through town to the docks in the sun; afternoon walks up from the docks wrapped in a rain jacket. Cozy, rainy afternoons.
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San Juan La Laguna
San Juan La Laguna is a village on Lake Atitlán where outsiders (i.e. foreigners / expats) are prohibited from buying land. The population is 95% Tz’utujil – one of the 21 Mayan ethnic groups that live in Guatemala.
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Lake Atitlán
Journal notes Magical realism alive. A total immersion, a letting go. Observing the transformation of colors and shapes in the sky, hour by hour, minute by minute. Cyclical. Vibrant. Fresh, alive. Time on this lake is slow. Waking up to soft purple morning light and cloud haze seeping through the window twenty minutes before dawn,…
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Antigua
Journal notes:Antigua is yellow and rainbow. A grid of cobble streets. Cars in lines. Everything is flat. Green and pink flowers stream over stone walls. Walking directly up to doorways to see what’s inside, because there are no signs. It’s raining lightly. Where are all the cars going? We aren’t here nearly long enough to…
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Ghvevi
Fifteen miles outside of Tbilisi, but over an hour of driving away, tossed around on rock and dirt of steep cutting hill roads. A small stable clearing. Nature is the only noise, pure wild bliss. Bread, cheese, and fresh strawberries waiting for us, my dream. We’re speaking in broken English, broken Georgian. I am learning…