Before continuing my path to meet my friends in Costa Rica there was one city I wanted to visit. I’d read an article on Granada claiming the city to be ‘The Paris of Central America.’ I doubted the statement, but after seeing pictures knew I had to see for myself. The night before arriving in […]
I had to be near the top. Since nine in the morning I’d been walking uphill. My view had changed from a parched wasteland to semi-green mountains rippling into the distance. There was a steady breeze and it smelled of cows and farming. The air was cooler, but just about anywhere would have been cooler […]
Savannah trotted to the left of the cart, giddy from the presence of never-ending shade and a wide shoulder. We walked steady and fast. There wasn’t much traffic on the road along the coast of El Salvador because there was a newer, bigger road that funneled the cars to San Salvador. A mother and daughter […]
The further into Central Georgia I got the less populated the towns became. The dirt path I was on ran beside route two-eighty all the way from a town with a grocery store, McDonalds, and Subway, to a town with a grocery store and a single light. Between the moderately-sized town and the small country […]
