Four years ago my permaculturist daughter decided to take her 20 month old daughter Alder with her on a month-long trip to Costa Rica. Half of the time would be spent in the central mountains on an organic farm as a WOOFer. Not having been to Costa Rica before, I began to worry about the … More Grandma to the Rescue—or so I thought
Part I: In 2009 I traveled to Cambodia again for my clinical training project with the Cambodian mental health organization, TPO. I traveled alone, having long before gotten the hang of moving through southeast Asia successfully without knowing anything more than how to say hello and thank-you in three languages. After this upcoming stay of … More The blood beneath the yoga mat: Ecolodge #2
In 2008 my son was halfway through his Motorcycle Diaries experience, minus the motorcycle, spending six months traveling from Brazil up through South America on his own. As he was nearing Peru, we started talking about meeting up somewhere in Amazonia. We found a place that seemed to fit the bill advertised in Lonely Planet. … More Getting my feet wet: My first Ecolodge experience
In August 2003 I spent a month in the West African country of Sierra Leone. I landed in Freetown, the Capitol, and then took a bumpy six hour ride in a four wheel drive SUV to Kenema. Kenema is a small town that made international news in 2015 because it was a hot zone for … More The Mists of Tiwai
Other states, other lives, other souls 