Above this text you see a picture. A blarey, bright picture with funny gingham checked yellow curtains (not my choice), and a plate full of something, which you probably can't quite make out. It happens that it's my lunch. But not just any old lunch, a lunch partially...

A little summer cleaning. What with today being the ninth day of summer, and that having absolutely no relevance or significance to me, I would like to note the following: Thing one: I do not care how many times you tell me that humid heat is better than dry heat, it...

Now that I'm no longer in Buenos Aires, despite the occasional workstoppage which might have conspired to keep me there (and I don't mean my own), I'll tell you that it's a lovely place to be, but the joy of being at home is not lost on me, despite it being Christmas...

You know, the first time I came to Buenos Aires, it brought me a certain nostalgia for how I imagined New York was in the 60s, or maybe the 70s. It's movida (hectic, active), there are buses (which they call colectivos, which is confusing since in Chile that's a...

In San Francisco, when you reach the end of a street, where there is no more asphalt, and where it simply ceases to exist, they put up this little sign that says "End."And it got me thinking. What if you knew when it was the last time you'd ever go somewhere, ever...

I've done this trip many times, during the day and at night, though during the day when the highway is not closed, it's quite different, as you have to call SOS to take you through the tunnels, which cuts a tiny bit of pedal time, and adds a lot of standing around....

I have a friend here that is great with words. He was the person whose FB status I saw that said "terremoto en Chile" and I knew it wasn't a tremor but rather an actual earthquake. He's also the person that hoofed it over to my house to see what was up and cleared me...

Something we often talk about in Chile, locals and foreigners alike, is where we are socially. Where are gay rights, and abortion rights and racial equality? We sometimes use where the United States is as a point of comparison, for example for gay rights, you might...

MamaJ is a good sport. In addition to volcano sightings and foofy teahouses and tasty food (but way too much fish) and general pleasantness, we experienced a few things on our trip to the south of Chile that might make you either scratch your head or think twice about...

I have seldom been so angry, felt so violent, came so close to running home to get my bike and find the ingrate who decided to ruin my night and go ruin his night. Or week. Or life. Or whatever.I was walking home after a tough conversation with a friend, and it was...