Dear Mexico

Dear Mexico, When the immigration officer at the border gave me a six-month entry, I cycled like a mad man screaming with joy. The Mayan pyramids of Yucatan peeped out of forest canopy just to see who had arrived. I can write about your landscape, from rugged mountains to canyons, from lush jungles to deserts, … Read more

Day of the dead

As I cross the gate I feel as if I have entered a concert arena and suddenly someone has turned the volume up on my arrival. I close my eyes for a moment and as I slowly open them I see million dots of light flicker and sway left to right in different rhythms. Instead … Read more