So for the last six months I’ve been walking by the German Gourmet during my lunch break. The German Gourmet is located in what I would unofficially call little Guatemala (and littler Vietnam) between a dry cleaners, a Shell gas station, El Banco… Read More ›
I think that today my sister and I overdid the whole exploration thing. We happened to come to Bogotá during an abnormally sunny and warm spell — in the three years I lived in Bogotá I never experienced so many… Read More ›
I should know this. I’ve made this mistake before — in the Panamanian rainforest, Bogotá, New York, Budapest — those extra inches of height are rarely worth it. But anyway, yesterday I had date with this guy at Cuba Libre… Read More ›
As I’ve mentioned in previous posts (here and here and here for example) I spend a lot of time in a couple mostly Latino suburban neighborhoods. And as I’ve mentioned in other posts, I spent much of my time in Bogotá ordering Coke Zero and… Read More ›
I spend most of my days in a heavily Latino neighborhood and often feel like I haven’t left Chapinero in Bogota. Most of the shops and stores are run by and cater to the Latino community, most churches offer Spanish-language services and… Read More ›
I woke up today feeling inexplicably nostalgic for Colombia. Actually, it’s really not all that inexplicable. It started with the German Gourmet. Things like that are common in Colombia — things that don’t seem to fit in with their surroundings and make… Read More ›
In just a few hours, I’ll be back in Colombia for a few months to undertake my new role as a Colombian housewife (apartment girlfriend?). It’s a role I never thought I’d have, but after four years of unconventional, definitively… Read More ›
My (Former) Nomad Life 