The Road to Trinidad, Part 1: The Spiders of Sapecho
I was told about Sapecho by the old cleaning lady of my La Paz hotel. I’d got so fucked off with my guidebook that I’d thrown it away....
The Road to Trinidad, Part 2: The Flying Funeral Party
A little green bird landed on my head, then hopped onto my finger, trembling as it chirped away, trying to tell me something. On my...