Tag: travel
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Bilingual Bananas
I had heard about the small produce market each week on the island when Mennonites from northern Belize would come down to sell fruit, vegetables and meat. Being used to amazing farmers markets back home, especially when living in Wisconsin’s Amish country, I knew what the Mennonites brought down to us would be better than…
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Tentacular
DISCLAIMER: This post is about preparing octopus for dinner. Vegans and animal activists proceed with caution. I’m not looking to get canceled, I am just hungry. This is not a cooking blog but I will try to explain how I came upon a fresh octopus for dinner. I love grilled octopus, scallops, boiled crab, and…
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Metaphysical Plums and the Zodiac
Hunting for food will most likely be a common theme on this blog and with it comes some experiences worth sharing for sure, including the characters I encounter while looking for a particular item. Tomorrow I will head to the west side of the island somewhere near where, two days ago, a man arrested and…
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Navigating
Last week was tough. By Thursday I wanted to leave. It was a 49-51 split decision either way, and you could have convinced me to easily pack up. In fact I had my suitcases out – and open. Most of the reasons for my sudden breakdown will be explained in another chapter – possibly a…
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Let’s Get Existential on the Beach
Sometimes I forget that not everyone knows what I’m doing but maybe some are interested. Most people don’t give a shit and that’s 100% fine with me. I’m guessing there’s a range of human emotions about my recent move: concern, curiosity, disbelief, envy, loving support and maybe even pure unadulterated joy at someone else’s unconventional…
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Hunting & Gathering
Before moving outside Tucson, Arizona, I could find most everything I needed to cook all my meals for a week at one grocery store. I had the option of going to the store to buy it all myself or, I could place an order through an online app on my phone or laptop. Then I…
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Updates on Random Stuff aka, “Are You Ever Really Prepared?”
Most importantly: Rasta found his bike a few days ago, never thinking we’d see it again. He was driving around the north side of the village in a golf cart and noticed his bike next to some random dude. Telling him that it was his bike, and handing it over, the guy said he bought…
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Going Down the Drain
Let’s get really honest with each other. Part of my god-given talent is the ability to tell a detailed, humorous and thrilling story, having experienced an event myself. What you read or hear that makes you smile or even belly laugh is the truth, but some things have been camouflaged. What becomes an entertaining story…
Pixie in Paradise 