I'm home as of four days ago. I love Seattle. I love overcast. I love cafes ( Read more... )

My plane leaves at 7am which means I need to be at the airport at 4am which means I'm actually getting there around midnight so that I don't have to pay for an extra hostel bunk ( Read more... )

I nearly fell down a mountain yesterday, but one of the PDX kids saved my ass. I got stuck trying to cross a place where a rockslide had taken out the trail, and when I moved I lost my footholds until I was clinging to Brett's leg and one stable rock, using my belly to move across to Martha ( Read more... )

The solution to not being ridiculously chuchaki in Quito (the 9000 feet always gets me) is... BEER! Apparently the beer leaves your system faster ( Read more... )

I got off the bus at 6:30am today, completing the 60 hour finale of my bus adventure across South America (I left Sao Paulo on the 27th and got in to Quito this morning). It was about 130 hours of bus (a little over 5 days), and at an average of 50km/h I went about 6300 km. Victory ( Read more... )

In La Paz ( Read more... )

In Santa Cruz ( Read more... )

I am in Bolivia again! My Spanish is foda after two and a half months in Brazil and there is another transport strike on. But it's cold and folks are laidback and the exchange rate is a dollar for seven or eight bolivianos, so I'm happy ( Read more... )

I got a Brazilian international student ID today! It says I'm about to turn 22! Who wants to try to take the exchange student from São Paulo out when I get back ( Read more... )

Shirley (ex from last summer) messaged me today over MSN after nearly a year of NOTHING.

She laid the guilt and the sappy Spanish on me hardcore. I was not happy to feel the twang of liking her trying to creep back.

I need cuddles and less harmful crushes. Or sex. That would be nice too.