I know the numbers are hard to read, but let's try and follow along anyway, shall we? Mode of Transport Green Line = Bus Red Line = Foot...

Like Florida and California and any other sun-shiney place that boomed in the 50s and 60s, Brasília's spread way, way out. So an afterno...

Atlanta-based fly blogger and brother Jay interviewed me a few weeks ago for his international travel site, Jay Travels . The resulting mad...

Say, "I'm moving to Brazil, dammit!" Find a friend who has just passed on a teaching job in the Brazilian capital, not your fi...

Today, five days into my new life in Brazil, I got pissed for the first time since I arrived. It was at the gym and it involved a cultural ...

As the Beatnuts say, "there's no escaping this:" I'm everywhere, folks. Over the last few months, I've been interviewe...

So, I was blind-sided by a ridiculous amount of paperwork and test grading over the last couple of weeks, which reduced my reading time to n...

Image by 60$ Warning: Long post, but good. Really. There is one tiny personality quirk that separates me from millions of other second-gene...

There's the moonlight and magnolias of the North, the kid-centered wonders of Central, and the tropical swing of the South - the geograp...

I've been in Colombia for almost four years now, since the summer of 2005, when I took a job as an eager and idealistic (yeah, right) En...

The good people at Travellious.com , "advocates for the art of travel," interviewed me this month about some of my opinions, thou...

Yesterday was the end of my three-week long Christmas vacation in Brazil. There was sun, sweat, sand, sex, song, and samba in varied combin...

Two weeks ago, when I mailed off my absentee ballot, I did so with the anticipation of an impending Obama victory, where I'd cry tears o...

This essay was originally published in 2006 at the now-defunct InverseOnline, a website dedicated to all things South American. Barranquilla...