Hello again, Another unexpectedly short week has flown by here in Sau Paulo, the city of helicopters, sushi and the skyscrapers of Avenida Paulista. I had the chance to go with a group of friends to try the best sushi the city has to offer. Sitting there cross legged on the matt in the closed room with piles of decoratives, mouth watering pieces of sushi was the closest I have felt to truly being in Japan. Then on Friday evening we drove to the enormous stadium outside of town to (attempt) to get tickets for the victory samba parade. After speed-walking [View Full Entry]

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Handing back the keys to our adorable apartment in Buenos Aires, Gerborg and I said goodbye to Argentina and boarded the bus for an 18 hour trip to the Iguacu Falls which border Paraguay, Argentina and Brazil. I was completely overwhelmed by the size and seemingly endless range of cataracts surrounded by miles of lush tropical jungle. We mustered our courage and hiked down, down to the point called The Devil's Throat which jutts out in the center of the main curve. Getting sprayed by the mist, I was revived enough to get back on the bus for another 17 hours [View Full Entry]

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Have you ever gotten onto a bus for a twelve hour journey and had no idea what World meet you at the other end? That was the fantastically freeing feeling I experienced as I sat cross-legged in my chair on top of a double decker bus, headed for somewhere called Fernandez, 800km north of Buenos Aires. This whole trip so far feels like I have been handed a giant box of candy (or dark chocolate truffles) that I can eat from endlessly without getting full. The bus terminal in Buenos Aires pretty much gave rebirth to the word bedlam. It [View Full Entry]

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I have to admit, they really are not lying or exaggerating by any means when they (whoever they may be) claim that Argentinian beef is the best in the world. A few days ago on our walk home my travel buddy Gerborg and I ordered two beef el chorizos from the corner cafe-restaurant on our block and took them home. I am really glad we decided to take them home for the following reason: those two 20 ounce mouth watering charcoal grilled steaks were so delicious that I was behaving at the table like a neanderthal who hadn´t tasted cooked meat [View Full Entry]

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More photos of streets, random moments and rainstorms in Buenos Aires! [View Full Entry]

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Hello all, After arriving in Buenos Aires to be greeted by the smiling face of my long-lost friend Gerborg ( ok, so two years is not so long but still, I missed her a lot) we took a taxi to the stylish Palermo Soho district and got settled into our little apartment. It's the perfect size, like an IKEA showroom design but all our dishes and the artwork are antique. The first couple of days we just wandered around the streets for hours, photographing the old-world architecture and enjoying long chats at the street cafes. Every day is sunny and its [View Full Entry]

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Sitting here in my mother's lofty Petion-Ville apartment with an unbeatable view of Port-au-Prince sprawled out in the valley below, I am amazed at how the last month has flown by in a blur of Christmas holidays, beach days, impromptu dinners and work excursions to the countryside. After finishing my last undergrad class in early December I flew down to Haiti with a huge snowstorm on my heels. Since then some of the highlights were spending Christmas day at the beach with my mom and a bevy of lovely old friends, washing down grilled lobster with rum punches and catching up [View Full Entry]

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