Monthly Archives: November 2009

What I Did On My Summer Vacation

30th
Nov. × ’09
Family vacations for us were always hiking and camping.  National park camping with our own little patch of Earth and trees and miles of trails, and that distinctly American sense of the sacred outdoors.  Re-creation via the wild frontier, renewal via trees, lakes, mountains, solitude.  The rushing sounds of wind and rivers and the chirp-punctuated [...]
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Para todo mal, mezcal… y para todo bien, también!

28th
Nov. × ’09
Señor serving mezcal in San Cristobal Lachirioag, Oaxaca.
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Highways

24th
Nov. × ’09
The highway to San Agustin Etla is, for me, much more an ethereal dream of Mexico than the thing itself.  It’s what drifts through my mind when I lose myself in visions of travel – Latin American highways, skies, trucks full of people, colors, chaotic jumbles [...]
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The Fit and Fashion of Language

20th
Nov. × ’09
I once compared Spanish to a worn pair of jeans and French to a starched tuxedo, and I think the comparison still holds. Maybe it all comes down to those r’s.  Like that one beloved pair of jeans, the one that hugs you where you want, cedes when you need it to and knows the curves [...]
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