Rentals in the afterlife
In La Paz, Bolivia, columnist Henry Bennett found himself in a cemetery as vast as a city itself, with rituals well outside those of Western convention.
Land of unlikely smiles
Hope is the thing with feathers/That perches in the soul/And sings the tune without the words/And never stops /at all [...]
Stop blaming mountains
Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding. — Khalil Gibran With the loss of an [...]
With Billy on the Kapuas River
Billy, the short man at the bow of our skiff, is regaling the four...