“I could put my cigarette out in it,” the man said and laughed a little. Blond and tall and lean, he rolled the window up to keep the ashes from blowing back in his face, making the jeep unbearably hot. It was barely past breakfast. “It’s only kerosene,” he said. Jay and the girl rode…
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After the Snowy Day
When they wake in the morning the fire has died and frost covers the window panes. New snow blankets the ground outside. The woman and her husband and the boy push themselves out of bed. The man makes a fire while she boils water for breakfast. They drink coffee and hot chocolate, wrapping their hands around…
Adventures in Buses
I haven’t posted for some time. Life has not allowed for such but I hope to get back to it soon. In the meanwhile, I had a piece published at Wanderlust and Lipstick. It’s a continuation of an earlier story I posted here called La Ruta Maya. I’ve attached a link to the new story. …
A Summer Journey
Why is what I wonder as I lay in bed. Why are we in a hostel in British Columbia? This was nowhere in the plan really. Canada had been a vague idea, somewhere along the realm of something we couldn’t possibly fit in. We had thrown the passports in the glove compartment just in case….
La Ruta Maya
The day is hot and dusty when the bus from Cancun drops us. We get off at the wrong stop and bicker about the mile or so walk we have to get to Tulum. In the midday heat our backpacks feel stone heavy and we quickly languish. I am the first to stick out my…
