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    [post_content] => My craving for waffles will never be as intense as it was when I sat in our tent in the mountains, maple syrup will never seem as sweet as it did in my dreams, and the world will not always welcome my tears as an answer to its problems.
Today I saw women in expensive coats and expensive boots and expensive sunglasses on the sidewalk walking past expensive stores. I wonder about people a lot now. I wonder why they walk so fast and why they are rude to cashiers and why they send food back to the kitchen when their piece of peculiarly prepared piece of meat has been cooked medium-rare and not medium (I asked specifically for medium!). I wonder why people complain of having nothing to eat when they have a fridge stocked of food and a grocery store within a ten minute drive from their house and the money to pay for it. I wonder why people so casually proclaim their hatred for school and I wonder why I was one of them at one point in my life. I wonder why people choose to close their eyes and why people ignore eye contact and why they can't see what's right underneath the paved sidewalk they walk on and the asphalt they drive over every single day in their fancy cars.
I want to tell them: look at the soles of your shoes! Look how worn down they are. Think of all the places you have walked over without looking down at the graveyard of bones beneath this society. The skeletons holding up these stores you walk past. Stores you're never going to walk into, but merely window shop past, peering through the glass separating us from them, trying to look past your reflection that catches your eye.
I want to tell them: look at the sky above your head! Understand how this piece of the universe holds so much more than you could ever imagine. If you dim the brightness of your phone, you'll begin to see outlines of paintings and the framework of history, our beginnings.
I want to ask them why they don't ever wonder why things are the way they are, why they don't see the same things I see. Why is it so hard to see? I want to scream at them, "It's right there! It's right under your pile of clothes with price tags still on them, it's right between your tight schedule and your tight lips and your voice that refuses to speak. It's not on the list of top trending stories on Facebook and they will try to bury it beneath 50% off holiday sales and commercials of happy people and people with loud voices will talk over you every chance they get, but I swear to you, it's there. Open your eyes, open your mouth listen to them!"
Now that I've been home for a couple of days, I have been shuffling back and forth between anger, confusion, excitement, and sadness. I'm not angry at them, but angry at the distractions that make everything so easy to ignore. I remember Zack's words as we came out of the mine on what happened to be Black Friday: "somedays you will be angry at the world. It's ok to be angry, but don't let it consume you. Learn and grow from it". So today, I can be upset, and the tears I cried the other day were acceptable, and it's ok if I don't yet have it figured out where I fit into this whole giant mess we call life. It's ok. Sometimes you never truly know, and that's beautiful.
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Broken Dreams of American Breakfasts

Helen Watson,Andes & Amazon B

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My craving for waffles will never be as intense as it was when I sat in our tent in the mountains, maple syrup will never seem as sweet as it did in my dreams, and the world will not always welcome my tears as an answer to its problems. Today I saw women in expensive coats […]

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12/16/15

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Helen Watson

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Andes & Amazon B

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I cautiously plug my computer cord into the outlet. No sparks reach out for my hand. I use the toilet and search for a bin to place the toilet paper. I speak in English but the little filler words come out in Spanish. I write to you all from the Miami airport, a place that is overwhelming to say the least for someone just coming off a Dragons course. Pumpkin Spice Lattes (which I just now tried for the first time... I don’t understand the hype). Moving walk ways. I find myself indulging. I bought a bagel...with bacon on it!! I bought some sour patch kids! Man I haven't had those cavity bombs in like 5 months! How quickly I become fully engulfed in the "magic" of the United States. For the next two months (before I return to Bolivia for the spring semester) I can eat whatever I want. Pad Thai, Chicken Marsala, sushi, waffles. I can hop on a plane and visit my brother in Oregon. So many freedoms. So many possibilities. I am surrounded by comfort. I am wrapped up in a blanket of forgotten familiarity and it feels oh so cozy. How quickly I forget the magic of Q'eros. The raw power of Illampu. The history of Potosi. That bagel sure was delicious but I’m still hungry...am I actually hungry? When was the last time I had a salad? Or more specifically when was the last time I had a salad and wasn’t afraid the raw lettuce would give me a night of 10’s (10 means diarrhea. We have a scale for our poop…I know its weird but that’s Dragons for ya). I walk up to the Wendy’s counter. In a strong Cuban accent she asks for a name for the order. I respond, “Zack.” She laughs quickly, composes herself and stares at me as if waiting for me to break down and admit that I had made up a fictitious name. “Zack…como Zacharias” I get my receipt. Sac. It immediately brings me back to Bolivia. I wait for my salad. Watching the scene play out in front of me. Women behind the counter lovingly poking fun at one another in Spanglish while working to fill orders at a breakneck pace. Customers in front of the counter becoming outraged at how this “fast” food is “taking forever” and feeling personally insulted when given a cup full of a mixture of purified ice and orange fanta when “I asked for NO ice.” I think of Favian. I think of potatoes and sheep sacrifices. I think of Etzo. I think of the mine. No light. Stale air. Students, As you readjust to life here in the US please do enjoy the pleasures and familiarities of home. Go to Applebees or wherever it is you young people eat these days. Cuddle up in your bed and watch the Airbud documentaries on Netflix. Plug your headphones into your iPod and rock out to Don’t Go Chasing Waterfalls by TLC. Its ok to think/act this way if you choose to but make sure it’s a choice. Not your automatic setting. As we told you in transference, the biggest learning you’ll experience on a Dragons course is not in Bolivia or Peru but in Colorado or California or Minnesota or New England or wherever it is you call home.  Ryan, Jen and I have been by your side over the past 3 months to help you process these experiences but we’re no longer there. Now you’re leading the debrief. As Hadleigh said, “The real x-phase starts when you get home, the real x-phase is the rest of your life.” Take some time to process this amazing adventure you’ve been on. Journal. Sit with a friend and chat about it. Be alone with your thoughts, free of distractions. Own this experience, process it and make a choice of how you will use what you learned. Ryan, Jen and I are so proud of all 13 of you. You couldn’t ask for a more random mix of people. Each bringing such a unique, beautiful energy that made this experience so magical. Thank you for all the laughs, tears and thought provoking conversations. We wish you the best and know that we will always be here for you. Thanks for an amazing adventure. Much love to you all, Zack [post_title] => Una ensalada de chicken for Sac [post_excerpt] => [post_status] => publish [comment_status] => closed [ping_status] => closed [post_password] => [post_name] => una-ensalada-de-chicken-for-sac [to_ping] => [pinged] => [post_modified] => 2016-01-20 10:13:01 [post_modified_gmt] => 2016-01-20 17:13:01 [post_content_filtered] => [post_parent] => 0 [guid] => https://wheretherebedragons.com/?p=128919 [menu_order] => 0 [post_type] => post [post_mime_type] => [comment_count] => 0 [filter] => raw [categories] => Array ( [0] => WP_Term Object ( [term_id] => 115 [name] => Andes & Amazon B [slug] => andes-amazon-b-fall-2015 [term_group] => 0 [term_taxonomy_id] => 115 [taxonomy] => category [description] => [parent] => 236 [count] => 159 [filter] => raw [term_order] => 4.1 [cat_ID] => 115 [category_count] => 159 [category_description] => [cat_name] => Andes & Amazon B [category_nicename] => andes-amazon-b-fall-2015 [category_parent] => 236 [link] => https://my.wheretherebedragons.com/category/fall-2015/andes-amazon-b-fall-2015/ ) ) [category_links] => Andes & Amazon B )
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Una ensalada de chicken for Sac

Zack Siddall,Andes & Amazon B

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I cautiously plug my computer cord into the outlet. No sparks reach out for my hand. I use the toilet and search for a bin to place the toilet paper. I speak in English but the little filler words come out in Spanish. I write to you all from the Miami airport, a place that […]

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12/10/15

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Zack Siddall

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Andes & Amazon B

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Have you ever been on an adventure with 15 strangers?
Have you ever given thanks to Pacha Mama and the Apus, blown coca leaves to ask for blessings, or participated in a ceremony with Siwarquente, the turquoise hummingbird? Have you ever missed the first hike because you drink the juice, had too many tens and had the whole group celebrate your next five, or seen how salt comes up out of the earth and dries in pools in the sun? Have you ever led a horse around the base of Ausangate, been up over seventeen thousand foot passes, or finished a long hike around the sacred mountain with a soak in hot springs? Have you ever celebrated your birthday in the Andes, followed a flute playing Yatiri named Favian around the puma and through the clouds, or rocked out team caboose? Have the Condori brothers ever lifted your spirits? Have you ever danced on a pass, been blessed at a secret lake, or hiked through a hailstorm to a community nestled by a waterfall? Have you ever eaten a feast in a cave, been fed potato soup by strangers that are new friends, or played endless games with children that spoke a different language, but language didn't matter? Have you ever hoarded snickers bars, shared papas, coveted coffee, or sipped muña tea? Have you ever looked into the eyes of a sheep and seen life, and death?
Have you ever learned the stars and constellations of the southern hemisphere, seen the rings of Saturn, hiked the tracks of Machu Picchu, or navigated endless no-see-ums and selfies sticks? Have you ever stumbled upon Evo Morales? Have you ever spent 28 long sleepy sweaty hours on a bus, been interviewed for Bolivian TV, played music in a parade, or celebrated your birthday with tres leches, a piñata, and a meeting with a famous Bolivian water rights activist? Have you ever been praised by your friends, in front of your friends, looked out of the heart of a concrete Jesus, or lived with puppies, pigs, a newborn kitten, a llama, a pack of dogs, or a cow? Have you ever carved watermelons for Halloween, learned how to play gin rummy or taught someone how to play uno, or helped plant a garden that used to be a trash dump? Have you ever climbed to the peak of Tunari and swam in one of its cold lakes, breathed in a sneezing herb and had a traditional Andean healing, or appreciated clean water from the tap, a warm shower, and having toilet paper? Have you ever learned to weave a sun, a swirl, or chicken, played a lullaby on the charango, cooked tukamanas, painted a mural, or danced the cueca? Have you ever tried to juggle, unicycle, or climb the silks, or learned about the history of Bolivia, coca, the water wars, el Tio, unschooling, or traditional medicines? Have you ever found a second home in Cochabamba?
Have you ever been to the graveyard to celebrate Todo Santos or eaten endless potatoes boiled fried or stopped? Have you ever been to the clinic in Peru or Bolivia.... and then did it again and again and again? Have you ever ridden a boat down a muddy river alongside mining towns carving away mountains, hiked from the high Andes down to the jungle, swam in at glacial lake, or celebrated your birthday feeling sexy? Have you ever played rock rock? Have you ever planned a journey down to the Silver Mountain and the silver flats, cooked empanadas, corn fritters, or curry in the woods, built a fire to cook dinner, or had someone climb a mountain in the jungle so that you could eat bananas straight from the tree? Have you ever hiked in the sun, rain, fog, mist, snow, and hail, and finished your day with gratitudes? Have you ever trusted in the Condori brothers, Favian, Cornelio, or Ruben?
Have you ever seen a community rebuild after mostly being washed away by a flood, lounged in a wheelbarrow, weaved a fan or a basket, learned about the Chickenfoot tree, Palo Santo and Palo Diablo, drink from Uña de Gato, or smelled a garlic tree? Have you ever traveled down the Rio Beni or Rio Caca tributaries in the Amazon in a long canoe with 18 people, all of your belongings, and a live pig? Have you ever spent hours in the muddy river as a reprieve from the heat, happened upon watermelon plants in the middle of the jungle, bathed in a waterfall and almost fell over the waterfall?
Have you ever had to have a hard conversation, spoken your anger, frustration, guilt, sadness, and hope to a group of friends, or had to say an unexpected goodbye to friends?
Have you ever been to the mines that funded capitalism, colonialization, and the global currency, worked in the cemetery, the market, or sold newspapers, rethought your ideas of child labor, or sang and danced because little girls demanded it? Have you ever played parkour on a train, dug into the ground for salt crystals, felt pampered by someone squeezing hand sani into your hands, or bought a battery powered Dragon? Have you ever been to the Isla del Sol and watched the sunrise and sunset? Have you ever made friends with Dawson or needed one last sentimental visit to the clinic? Have you ever gotten ready to say goodbye only to plan the next time you'll see each other again?
Have you ever been on an adventure you'll never forget?
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Welcome home! I hope you had a safe journey. A few questions for you..

Jen Hyde,Andes & Amazon B

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Have you ever been on an adventure with 15 strangers? Have you ever given thanks to Pacha Mama and the Apus, blown coca leaves to ask for blessings, or participated in a ceremony with Siwarquente, the turquoise hummingbird? Have you ever missed the first hike because you drink the juice, had too many tens and […]

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12/8/15

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Jen Hyde

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    [post_content] => Dear Dragons families,

Unfortunately the students' flight was delayed out of La Paz this morning, and the group missed their connecting flight in Lima.  The airline is booking them on another flight to Miami that departs at 1:05 am, and will arrange a hotel for them until the flight.

We have asked that the students reach out to you directly to re-schedule their flights out of Miami.  If you have any questions, feel free to call us at: 303-921-6078 .  

Thank you for your patience with these unfortunate delays, we know you are all eager to have your children home!

Best,

Julianne and the Dragons' Administration

 
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Flight update: Group missed their connecting flight in Lima

Julianne Chandler,Andes & Amazon B

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Dear Dragons families, Unfortunately the students’ flight was delayed out of La Paz this morning, and the group missed their connecting flight in Lima.  The airline is booking them on another flight to Miami that departs at 1:05 am, and will arrange a hotel for them until the flight. We have asked that the students […]

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12/6/15

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Julianne Chandler

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Andes & Amazon B

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This morning we said farewell to our students as they all head back home. It has been an inspiring journey filled with many laughs, tears, celebrations and challenges. We all have grown immensely and return home with a new lens on the world. We wish everyone safe travels, and we are sure everyone back home is eagerly is awaiting to see your loved ones and give them huge hugs. Thanks for a fantastic Semester! We look forward to staying in touch!

Insteuctor Team B,

Zack, Jen and Ryan

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Farewell! Buen Viaje!

Ryan Kost,Andes & Amazon B

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This morning we said farewell to our students as they all head back home. It has been an inspiring journey filled with many laughs, tears, celebrations and challenges. We all have grown immensely and return home with a new lens on the world. We wish everyone safe travels, and we are sure everyone back home is […]

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12/6/15

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Ryan Kost

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    [post_content] => The airport was essentially 1 room. We sat sprawled within its stuffy cinder block walls, grateful for the fans that did little but push the stench of our 16 day old trekking/river boating clothes onto one another. Eventually we stirred enough to trudge through the metal detector, promise not to have prohibited items, and continue unchecked to the outdoor waiting area. A little plane roared down the landing strip, dropping off a handful of Bolivians and a trio of sundress attired gringos. Our group of 16 Dragones filed into the rickety old plane.
The 19 passenger aircraft was comprised of single seats lining time grimed walls and windows so oily it was hard to make out the forest of Rurrenabaque outside.
My usual pre flight panic began to settle in. I peered into the undivided cockpit and was met with the gaze of 50 dials, each with its own way of saying that this tiny metal lump would never take off. Sticking to my plastic seat, contemplating the ancient dream to soar above the earth, I convinced myself that it was simply impossible to fly in this airplane.
Impossible; like actually going to the Amazon that has enchanted me since I read Eva Ibbotson’s children's book or daydreamed while staring at elementary school posters of its deep canopy and immense diversity. It was unfathomable; like hiking from the Andes to the Amazon, running through pools filled with hundreds of butterflies, or sucking on fresh sugar cane under the shade of cacao trees. The Amazon was a fantasy world, populated by mystical creatures like tapirs, pink dolphins, and three toed sloths. It was so desired it almost ceased to be real. And yet, somehow, I was there. In a daze of excitement and disbelief, I scrambled up rocks to plunge into waterfall pools encircled with vines. I got lost in their hum of life and the deep tones of the forest. I found myself in tears as I reminded myself again and again that I had made it to the Amazon which has occupied my dreams since Sir David Attenborough’s nature clips in freshman biology and Wade Davis’s writings inspired me to pursue biology. I had made it. And it had felt impossible.

The rumble of the starting engine jostled me back into reality. Without the usual safety demonstration or dining of the seat belt sign to offer trivial comfort, we began taxiing down the landing. My fists squeezed around the arm rests.

Sacred Incan cities, remote traditional communities, the highest city in the world.

We gained speed.

Day of the Dead celebrations, the site of the Water Wars, feet from the country's first indigenous president.

Thrust back in my seat, the grimy view of the forest turned into a blur of color.

Protests, sacrifices, mine shafts that transformed the world.

I squeezed my eyes shut. My stomach dropped.

And then we had made it. Inconceivably, we were among the clouds. Defying gravity. Once again doing the supposedly impossible.

Tonight, I board a new plane. The commercial airline that takes me home - back to toilet paper in every bathroom and the full body wagging of my dog. The one that takes me away from my new close friends and the powerful experiences we've faced together throughout a short 3 months. The one that feels impossibly close.

But if there's one thing my time with Dragons has shown me, it's that impossible can happen.

Unbelievably, the course will end. I will fly home. I'll adjust.
And then I’ll go on to find new Amazons.  I'll take off into a future of achievable impossibilities.
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Impossible

Tobey Chase,Andes & Amazon B

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The airport was essentially 1 room. We sat sprawled within its stuffy cinder block walls, grateful for the fans that did little but push the stench of our 16 day old trekking/river boating clothes onto one another. Eventually we stirred enough to trudge through the metal detector, promise not to have prohibited items, and continue […]

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12/5/15

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Tobey Chase

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Andes & Amazon B

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    [post_content] => Dragons is relevant knowledge and experiential education. It´s bonding over a somber ending to some dog intercourse. It´s numb toes on frosty grass and teary-eyed circles. It´s smelling terrible with some of your newest and closest friends. It´s sharing how proud you are of your first ¨5¨ in weeks. It´s telling your taxi drivers to go down instead of left multiple times in your broken spanish. It´s rice and eggs for dinner 6 meals in a row and maybe a spice-ball if you´re lucky. It´s catching Abe staring at you. It´s Mulan-type haircuts next to a chilly river on treck. It´s waking up your host parents at 2am to tell them you puked over the second story balcony while their 5 german shepards bark their heads off. It´s waking people up with your sleep talking on the first night of the semester. It´s naming a stray dog Dawson and letting him sleep under the cozy covers on a stormy morning. It´s not eating your dinner because you´re laughing too hard at your 86yr old wife Sharen and your unconctrollable grandchild Constantinople. It´s food stress. It´s telling Ryan you love him before he goes to bed and waiting an agonizing few moments before his reply. It´s getting everyone to pitch in for a 120Bs toy dragon with which you shall ride across the salt flats of Uyuni on. It´s nearly being tackled by Sammy the 1,000lb Burmese "guard dog" and later comforted by Darlene, the 1,000lb Rot with the softest heart of all. It´s long, slow goodbyes. It´s realizing how much you can learn from not only your educators, but your peers as well. It´s not pooping for 8 days, pooping your pants, and pooping behind the same tree with your homies. It´s having such sarcastic conversations that you start to question what is real life. It´s sleeping for 27 out of 40 hours in a room with a fan when you have Salmanilla. It´s peeling carrots for hours and purchasing countless packs of chocolate wafers for the newest Warmi of the group. It´s many long conversations with your brother that go deeper than the mines of Potosi. It´s twerking to the wee hours of the night on Isla del Sol of Lago Titicaca. It´s learning from mistakes that bring tears to the eyes of those close to you. It´s failing forward. It´s smiling and not knowing why. It´s building a second family. It´s piggie-back rides into the sunset and bad puns. It´s remixing "Amazing Grace" for the funeral of your pet "clam" Calvin. It´s playing drums in a local Festival and simultaneous hugs from your 2 host grandpas. It is more than can be put into words. Dragons is a combination of experiences that no one but the members of your group will ever be able to fully comprehend. To put it simply, Dragons is Swagelok. 
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That´ll do Pig, that´ll do.

TJ Polite,Andes & Amazon B

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Dragons is relevant knowledge and experiential education. It´s bonding over a somber ending to some dog intercourse. It´s numb toes on frosty grass and teary-eyed circles. It´s smelling terrible with some of your newest and closest friends. It´s sharing how proud you are of your first ¨5¨ in weeks. It´s telling your taxi drivers to go […]

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12/5/15

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TJ Polite

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Andes & Amazon B

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    [post_content] => It's 5:45 am.

The sky is a soft blue, awaiting the appearance of the sun. Around me, my friends sit in plastic lawn chairs, bundled in their down jackets, feet pulled into chests, hands hidden in sleeves. Soft breaths create blossoms of clouds. Isla del Sol is buzzing with a quiet energy, preparing for the rebirth of its namesake. In ancient incan myth, the world was dark for several days. The people grew timid and their eyes weak in the gloom. One day, they witnessed the Sun rise from the island, the birth of the sun god, Inti. The world is dark now: swirling with doubts and fears of leaving the people I've come to love. Will home feel different? How can I maintain these relationships? Will we ever be reunited as a full group again? The faces of my peers are expectant but drowsy, illuminated by a soft pink glow. Do they feel the same as me? But after darkness comes sunrise, inauguration, birth.  This trip may be ending, but a new era is beginning: an era of awareness, observation, questioning.

Blink. Orange strip. Orange semicircle. The Sun is rising.

 

 
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That’ll Do It

Isabela Miñana Lovelace,Andes & Amazon B

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It’s 5:45 am. The sky is a soft blue, awaiting the appearance of the sun. Around me, my friends sit in plastic lawn chairs, bundled in their down jackets, feet pulled into chests, hands hidden in sleeves. Soft breaths create blossoms of clouds. Isla del Sol is buzzing with a quiet energy, preparing for the rebirth […]

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12/5/15

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Isabela Miñana Lovelace

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Andes & Amazon B

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    [post_content] => I wish I could scrape the colors off of the snowcapped mountains and the flowing waters below and take the greens of the mountainsides we have passed through and put them in my pocket for a rainy day when I´m feeling low and uninspired. How do I take everything with me once I board that plane back home? How do I remember even when the sky above my head no longer holds the same constellations I have used to guide me these past three months?

I wish I could explain to them the smell of a bustling market on a Sunday afternoon and the feeling you get when you reach 16,000 feet above the sea and the sight of a manta full of steaming potatoes grown with bare hands and how much louder thunder sounds this close to the sky.

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Things I Can’t Explain

Helen Watson,Best Notes From The Field, Andes & Amazon B

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I wish I could scrape the colors off of the snowcapped mountains and the flowing waters below and take the greens of the mountainsides we have passed through and put them in my pocket for a rainy day when I´m feeling low and uninspired. How do I take everything with me once I board that […]

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12/5/15

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Helen Watson

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Lake Titicaca – Isa del Sol

Josiah Boyer,Andes & Amazon B

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12/5/15

Author

Josiah Boyer

Category

Andes & Amazon B

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