I love driving, but driving a moped in Bali is NOT my kind of fun. The roads are crowded and chaotic. I’m afraid I’m not skilled enough to handle the different road rules here. I’m afraid of the other drivers. I didn’t think I needed to be afraid of them touching me. I was wrong. Continue reading
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Night Attack: Con Cuidado, Mis Amigas
It was Friday in Antigua. I just wanted to go out and dance. I didn’t want to drink, I just wanted to have a fun night of dancing. It was cold and rainy in Antigua, and I wished I had jeans. I debated what to wear. I took off my dress and slipped on my white shorts. I shoved my quetzales as deep into my pocket as it could go. I didn’t want the money to fall out or have somebody try to rob me. I put on my shawl, grabbed the umbrella my friend lent me, and I headed out the front door. It was a little before 8PM. Continue reading
Open Soul, Open Road 