Monthly Archives: June 2015
At dinner we watched a procession of musicians – brass section and percussion – haul Jesus down the street to the local church.
Activities start early here because the daytime heat is brutal.
View from my hotel, which is so new I think I am the first person to use this bed. The beach is a couple of blocks away.
Hoof jello flavored with panela. And braised neck of lamb. (sorry no photos).
Tried two different craft beers from Colombia last night. That’s 3 Cordilleras sweet stout. A good start, but it was missing some of the crucial roasted flavors one expects, even from a sweet stout. And that’s Bogota Beer Company Chapinero, … Continue reading
I don’t speak Spanish, but I’ve learned enough other languages that I pick them up quickly. I’ve been birding my entire fucking life, but trying to go from zero to properly ID’d thrush in Colombia may be beyond my capabilities. … Continue reading
This was the last sight I saw on American soil, in all of its inexplicable glory: But today I got to enjoy this:
My day job is sending me to Colombia to report on a story about … (wait for it) … birding. I have prepared for this by scoring an exciting variety of vaccines, a brick-like field guide, and albums from a … Continue reading