Category: Personal Essays
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30 days in a Shack
30 days with one stove plate, one pot, some bowls, a knife, a spoon, and a fork. No refrigerator, and largely at the mercy of whatever happened to be fresh at the market. It was a challenge I held for myself, both to save money on food during my long term traveling and to see
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Dia de los Muertos
People typically think of Mexico when it comes to Dia de los Muertos, but the holiday is also widely celebrated in Guatemala, where I so happened to find myself during the spooky season. Dia de los Muertos is celebrated the first two days in November to honor dead loved ones. The first day is for
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The Farm in New Mexico
At dawn you could see the town in the distance. Right beneath the rising sun, the lights twinkled as if the Milky Way itself had come to kiss the earth. The roosters wrestled with the morning silence to awaken the day from its slumber, and of course the roosters won. So, through the gentle coax
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I Bought a Bike
I don’t think my parents know how to ride a bike. And if they do, I have never seen it. My sister and I had sorta taught each other how to ride. I remember my mom had brought home a bike for no reason at all which means it must have been either cheap or