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Exploring the Palenque Ruins

“I have found strange stone houses.”  A puzzled Spanish priest uttered those words as he stumbled upon the Palenque ruins in 1746 after a long journey through the jungle. I can’t imagine what he felt, when suddenly through the wild growth, he saw those massive stone temples peering out, dejected yet still grandiose. I wonder…

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The Two Faces of the Palenque Jungle

Arriving at our campground in Palenque, I instantly felt at home. There’s something about that jungle flora, the density and variety, that feels like old friends are welcoming me back. The hippie campground we were staying on was exactly where we needed to be to mellow out, to prepare for the next stages of our adventure.…

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When I Think of Vilcabamba

“I can’t believe we’re really leaving.” “I know. Neither can I.” We’d only been there four days, in our charming hostel tucked away in the rolling hills of Vilcabamba, but during our time there moments bled into one another, erasing all sense of time passing. The unreal beauty of our surroundings combined with the ease…

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The Dangers of Constant Growth

This is just elaborating on some thoughts I had while reading Ishmael, which is the best book in the world and has some really important messages about sustainability, and how we’re doing society wrong. I sincerely believe that if everyone in the world read that book, we’d all be far better off. Feel free to…

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Do Take Local Transportation in Guatemala

It was a rickety ride to the border crossing. I could feel my butt bruising from bouncing up and down on the hard seats. The door on our bus didn’t close, and the dust from the dirt roads blew in and coated our already dirty bodies. We inched slowly over hills. The whole time I…