Dear Men of Santa Marta,
I’ve never felt more uncomfortable in a city. Unable to walk down the street without being kissed at, yelled at, and verbally harassed. I tried to ignore it and blame it on your culture. Then tonight happened. Continue reading
Hey my name is Courtney and I’m queeeeeer! It’s something I don’t talk to everyone about, but it’s Pride Month! *rainbows* What a perfect time to share with the world a little about my queer story and queerness in Latin America.
I know everyone loves Cartagena. I received so many messages and comments about places to go and how great it is there. But I have to be honest, I didn’t love it. I’ll admit I didn’t give it much of a chance, but let me explain. Continue reading
I don’t believe in monogamy. It doesn’t come from a bitter place, it comes from experience and observing relationships around me. I haven’t believed in it for a while now. The hurt a person feels after their partner is unfaithful can be avoided. We create these walls around relationships and when something goes wrong, our world collapses. Continue reading
In my profession, I have traveled for years. Why? Variety, curiosity, adventure, the challenge. I guess my traveling daughter and I are similar. You must be willing to leave your comfort zone; belief in self is critical. Continue reading
I had this epiphany in Cali. It’s like one day everything clicked and I realized all of the huge Colombian derrières are fake, everyone (or it seems like) has plastic surgery. Continue reading
Twenty seven years of life. It feels good. I refuse to say I’m old or “oh my god I’m so close to 30!” I have yet to even see my first grey hair. I see 40 and 50 year olds completing iron man races. I see 90 year old yoga instructors. I still feel so young. Continue reading
WARNING: hitchhiking may lead to these particular events…
1. Finding an awesome ride.
You may be hitchhiking to a city about an hour away called Tequila, Mexico to drink some tequila with your two friends, Tarzan and Gabi. You guys may be picked up by someone like Xavier. Xavier is heading to Mazatlan, Mexico to party with his friends for Semana Santa/Spring Break. Continue reading
I’m almost 25 years old and I realized before my dad got to Mexico City, I don’t remember the last time I hung out with just my dad. And for five days straight. Are we even going to have anything to talk about?
#ThrowbackThursday to when I was in Bolivia with my bestfriend, Natalie. Here is my initial reaction… Continue reading