I felt more at home at the hostel of El Refugio than I had at any point during my trip to Bolivia. Reason being was the mountains. I had spent a week in the small riverside town of Rurrenabaque and had a great time, hours in the airport of La Paz and felt mostly the...
At the beginning of the trip, I was nervous. Being surrounded by a group of complete strangers in a different country that I had no experience in is bound to spike a little anxiety. But, my nerves got cooled pretty quickly. The counselors talked us through our plans for travel, and I got to meet...
Today’s our last day of work. We wake up at four or five. The monsoon season twists the usual crowing into white noise, and the wind calls to us from the other sides of our doors. There is no way to separate the darkness of our closed eyes from the darkness around us. By seven,...
