Police protection in Peru
Silenco. The sign in the median of Benavides Avenue is a standard red-slashed-circle with a picture of a horn in the middle of it. It’s meant to keep the teeming street in front of...
Category: Travel
Otis and the Pisco Sour
The woman walked toward me with a plate of green balls. No story should begin that way. It’s the type of lead that conjures nightmares, or at the very least, pornographic guilt, you know...
Cuatro something in Peru
This is the reason you will never, ever hear me say anything about the Hispanic folk in America who can’t speak English: I know there are four something here in Peru that my cab...
Upon my return from Connecticut
For those of you who don’t know me well, I love pizza. I’ll eat pizza from just about anywhere whether it’s in a fancy restaurant or I’m ordering from a pizza delivery place which...
Where I am, and where I’m not
If the earth had not shook, I would be in Vina del Mar, Chile right now. I would be tired, watching people play poker, and writing about it with all my heart. I’d be...
How Otis got his T-Pain back
The weird part isn’t that I have a friend named F-Train. The weird part is that he and I were both sober and having a semi-intelligent conversation about the vagaries of home ownership, professional...
Racing the flight attendants
You remember the movie “Outbreak.” And surely you remember Patrick Dempsey’s role as the hapless slacker who jacks a monkey from some port warehouse. And you certainly cannot forget his performance as “sick dude...
Cocaine cabbies
It’s ten o’clock in the morning and I am in rough shape. I left the club some time after 3am, somewhere around the time I remembered I was 36 years old and most of...
Bahamas bits
I’ve now been in the Bahamas for ten days and there is no common thread that can tie the whole experience together. It’s a mess of random nightmares mixed with zombie walks through a...
Six Weeks of Crazy nears its crazy end
The following isn’t so much interesting as it is an excuse for why I’ve been away so much recently. About five weeks ago, I started using the phrase “Six Weeks of Crazy” to describe...
Slammed
Five of us sat around a small table in Playa Conchal, Costa Rica drinking Imperial beer and chatting about our lives. A nearby disco played bad music for a few dancers. A few yards...
Chilean millionaire
Part 2 of the November iPhone Photo Project … aka…NaNo-iPho January 2009 I have made a number of bad decisions in my life, but never any that have resulted in me having so much...
Anna Nicole and the November iPhone photo project
I did the math. If I do all I need to do between now and the time I have a break on December 9th, I should have about 10 minutes a day for Rapid...
Fireworks break
We’re getting ready to head into Otis’ Six Weeks of Crazy that will see me in plane seats and hotel beds as much as I am home. Today, we took the afternoon to take...