A Ticket and a Maze

Raven Series Part #5 | Jump to Raven # 1  “Dad, you should really listen more,” Raven said, gliding through the door of the dive shop with a mango licuado in one hand and an envelope in the other.  “Is that right, Kid?”  “Yes. Both Santa Sofía and I think so.”  “Oh, you do? Why am I… Continue reading A Ticket and a Maze

Three Sorrowful Stories My Spanish Teacher Told Me About America’s ‘Bleeding Scar’

The perpetual crisis on our southern border It’s not often a New York Times editorial triggers me.  This one, written by Jorge Ramos about the endless crisis on the US-Mexico border, that frontier Carlos Fuentes described as a “bleeding scar,” did. I grew up in California — in wine country no less — where I witnessed firsthand the xenophobia and… Continue reading Three Sorrowful Stories My Spanish Teacher Told Me About America’s ‘Bleeding Scar’

How to Almost Run into Massive Hippos (Hint: Be Drunk)

Also: pay no attention to where you are going Three of us lurched down the narrow path carved into the dense forest.  Weaving our way from one side of the path to the other, we paid no attention to the various squawks and rustlings produced by the creatures in the dense forest surrounding us. Having consumed… Continue reading How to Almost Run into Massive Hippos (Hint: Be Drunk)

Dusty Around the Eyes

Names change colors when you are dusty around the eyes. Watch a gerenuk at sunset while listening to a Walkman. These two odd sentences are mnemonics I constructed to remind myself of chains of thought that occurred to me while learning to do anthropological fieldwork in East Africa. Searching the forests of the Semliki Valley… Continue reading Dusty Around the Eyes