The Cure….The end of Central America
“One dollar.” “For what?!” I reply. “Policia,” “Jeez, everyone wants a dollar here!” I retort angrily pulling yet another dollar from my fairly vacant wallet. …
Central America
Reading the Signs (Honduras)
She sits upright, pulls off her damp t-shirt and slips into a clean cotton sweater. She walks through the villa out on to the terrace …
Howley sh!t….
The little cuddly howler monkey….They might look cute….. But they scare the poo out of you in camp at night…. Howler monkeys from Nick …
Guatemala…Finally the finale!
After several passes of curiosity, the boy comes over to my corner of shade outside the “tienda.” “Where are you from?” he asks shyly. “England.” …
Inbetween takes….
“The Moment of Truth, Take Four” was complete and hot off the…umm, developing table, but it didn’t take long for another problem to crop up …
The moment of truth…..take 4….does Rudolf run….
The moment of truth…..take 4….does Rudolf run…. After toiling for days and days and weeks and weeks and fighting every step against the lack of …