My mother’s father’s father (or, my great-grandfather) was named Emil. Born in Luxembourg right before…
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When the light hits this city just right the hills sing, or so i’ve been told.
In which our travels take us to the technical capital of Bolivia, which created a crisis of faith in that capitals song everyone learns in middle school.
Three days in a Jeep make for stunning sights and a store bum.
La Paz: you either love it or hate it. I somehow fell in love.
Soaking wet at over 15,000 feet in the Cordillera Blanca.
Flooding be damned, there is still a lot to like about Northern Peru.
Sometimes you need a little break from the hustle and bustle of travel. We took a week long break in the scenic city of Cuenca.
In which Ecuador macro beers disappoint but the scenery does not.
In which we play tourist in the home town of Country Music.