Into the Caldera
So I missed a bit there because, halfway through the Drake Passage northbound, I stopped taking my seasickness meds. Yes, it was a stupid thing to do, but don’t tell […]
So I missed a bit there because, halfway through the Drake Passage northbound, I stopped taking my seasickness meds. Yes, it was a stupid thing to do, but don’t tell […]
So yeah, we kind of dropped off the face of the earth there for a while. Or at least the internet. But also the face of the earth, a bit. […]
So hey – we’re here! I mean, it’s a big “here,” but last night we got to touch toe to mainland rock to plant the figurative flag. The literal flag […]
An hour short of Dallas, I’ve already been on, or rather over the road for 21 hours. Another eight before I’m done for the day, but the strange, albeit understandable, […]
Just a short note here, so as not to keep everyone wondering: we made it to the ship about as uneventfully as could be imagined. A small mountain of paperwork […]
The plan was that within a few hours of now, I’d be settling in behind my old desk below deck on the icebreaker, down at the end of Muelle Prat […]
There are many reasons why my life is the kind of thing that would have been inconceivable to someone a hundred years ago. Case in point is the realization that […]
Last night we stood on the bow, squinting out in waning dusk for the Cuernos – the Horns – of Torres del Paine. They were out there to the east, […]
We’re halfway down Chile’s equivalent of the Alaskan inside passage, threading our way through the archipelago that cuts Chilean Patagonia off from the rest of the country. Chile itself is […]
Hang on. This visually-evocative musing has been preempted by another, much-less probable one in which I’m riding in the back of a car driven by two total strangers – both beautiful women, by the way – with a mounted police escort of two motorcycles, going the wrong way down the parade route of Valparaiso’s Festival of a Thousand Drums. And I’ve only been in town for what, like 15 minutes?…