

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...


The Road to Trinidad, Part 3: The Drowned Land
Never in my life had I seen so many mosquitoes. A blizzard of the bloodsuckers swarmed into the naked street lamps above, wave after wave...