My Worse Travel Experience.

Remembering the worse travel experience. There we were two women alone in the wilds of Africa with some twit trying to rip us off. Don’t worry, it all ends well 🙂 There were gorillas and drinks and wonderful Uganda!

Musings On a Church

Beguiled by Santa Cruz’s Church The “road” to the village is multiple 90º switchbacks that instantly puts your pulse into the aerobic zone. Of course the little Mayans zip up and down it like they are on level ground, in fact they are probably uncomfortable on anything less than 70º. I decided I needed an…