The following poem is a collection of small writing pieces created along our 3 day trek through the Himalayas. The orange clay like earth beneath my feet feels nice. It’s as if the soil moves according to you, its confidence determined by the rain. My skin is cool and damp, easily noticed as it sticks...
Last night’s turtle patrol was slow. We began by going to the southside, and then took a 15 minute break. Then we went to the northside and took another 15 minute break. We decide to head back early because a thunderous storm was rolling in. We started off the next day with some french toast...
Arriving in Lima, all giddy and excited for the upcoming journey, we faced some unfortunate challenges. First was the immigration services line that led us to miss our flight to Cuzco. However, despite this obstacle our group was able to grow closer and learn how to adapt to new situations. We had the chance to...