South America

My planning went as far as getting to Machu Picchu and nothing after that. I decided at the hostel in Cusco that I would follow some advice from some random hikers and go for a loop of Southern Peru. It seemed pretty safe as, as far as I was aware, there were no major border […]

The hike down from Machu Picchu didn’t feel quite as long, but still made my knees ache with the constant pressure of jumping down that many steps. The sun was out this time though and I was not in as much of a rush as I had been when trying to beat the major crowds,

​​Writing this blog article after nearly four years of waiting seems strange to me. How naïve and confused I was, how terrified and utterly thrilled at the same time. I knew if I didn’t do this for myself then I was ignoring everything my very core of being was begging me to do. I had

As the internship came to a close, Alexa and I teamed up one more time to head to the coast of Ecuador. The summer months for us in the U.S. were the less rainy months to visit the Amazon. Which meant the coast tended to be less favored in those months, as it would be

A majority of the interns decided to do a weekend in Baños, which is a small town in the valley of the Andes that is well known to be a big tourist spot. Alexa, Suzy, and I took the bus from Tena to Baños at around 5:00pm so we would arrive almost at 9:00pm. There

My time in the Amazon is difficult to put into words, one of the shallow physical parts is that everything there – the animals, plants, insects, and more – want to or have the means to kill you. The deeper part is that I felt a deeper connection and a spiritual awareness and significance to

After all the fun we had on the short equator tour, Alexa and I decided to check out some other tours offered. We found a cool tour to this place called Quilotoa, a crater with a beautiful blue lake in it that just seemed like such a spectacular destination. Now, because we were both broke

I sat in a blood orange colored chair hidden from sight in the corner of the baggage claim at Aeropuerto Internacional de Quito, my head resting wearily in my hands. My plane was supposed to arrive at 6:00pm that day but it was now 2:00am and I was exhausted, sweaty, and wondering what to do.