Tulum   the utmost symbiosis of culture and beach




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a glimpse


glimpse: TULUM TOURIST | Colombia, 2012: it’s the beginning of my trip. I’m callow, hanging on the lips of an old foreigner in a hostel. He veils himself in suggestive mystery and the more I ask the less he tells. “My story has been told too many times,” he says rather smug than humble. His travel-vanity is glaring but I can’t see it just yet. “What a seasoned traveler” I think. A little later I step off the beaten trail for a long time. Mexico, 2014: 2.5 years into the journey. He doesn’t remember me, but I do. Same man, different hostel. This time he’s chattering away despite my growing disinterest. He goes on about how traveling is too easy now, too crowded, too touristy. That’s why he won’t visit the Mayan ruins at Tulum. I see through him now. “What a jaded, condescending travel-bully” I think. Then I’m off to Tulum, one of my favorite places on earth, and neither the flock of vacationers nor the fact that I’ve traveled beyond touristy facades prior can take away from my marvel.

the sheer size of DF never failed to amaze me


Mexico City







places / stories

Mexico City / Same Job, Different Country & Nobody is Getting Kidnapped Today

yet to be written

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Yucatán / Paradise Lost, Paradise Won

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Others: The Many Ways I Fell For You Mexico

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photos | landscapes


wilderness heart

The glaciers looked like petrified tsunamis, and the psychedelic lagoons like glitches, and that altitude canyon like an abyss in the sky. see more

photos | urban

North America

from the back alleys to the avenues and back

From across the pond a child had dreamt what are memories now. What the books and films and songs had suggested was all true – the cities were as vast as they were tall and their lights always a million more than fathomable, and all the expected unusual cars were parked in all the right alleys.  see more









in North America