While Jamie has known Pátzcuaro since 1969, the two of us first came here together in the spring of 1993. We had been traveling together as friends on a Big Mexican Adventure in an old Volkswagen van when we first came here. On that first visit, we met some people with whom we have remained good friends throughout the years; and despite Jamie announcing to me, one afternoon on an exploratory drive around the lake, that he was “done with women!” (at the tender age of forty-six), something about this place caused us to begin falling in love…
Connectively Speaking
a literally virtual, virtually figurative, figuratively metaphysical exploration into the power of connectivity
28 May 2016
Alive Again in Pátzcuaro (With Photos)
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art & culture,
connective imagery,
Latin America,
Mexico,
travel
21 May 2016
A Way-Too-Short Visit to Bogotá, Colombia (With Photos)
During the wee hours
of 21 April, 2016, Jamie and I flew LAN from Montevideo, Uruguay, to Bogotá,
Colombia, with a short stopover in Lima, Peru, arriving to a lovely day in
the Colombian capital, all snuggled up against a line of intensely green
mountains to the east, around noon. Following
a minor adventure in which we ended up way out in the parking lot with all our
baggage falling off the cart after Jamie’s doubts about going farther and farther away
from the taxi lineup won the day and we told the guy pushing our cart that we were going back, our taxi
ride across town gave us an impression of a surprisingly clean large city with
many green spaces – parks, paths, and bike lanes teaming people out enjoying
them.
When we arrived at our
little apart-hotel, the Viaggio Virrey, I was exhausted, having been up since
6:00 the previous day frenziedly cleaning, tying up loose ends, and then
executing the first stage of our migration back to the Northern Hemisphere with
just a few little naps on the plane rides across the South American continent.
But we had an hour until check-in, and we had eaten nothing but ham and cheese
sandwiches ever since the bus terminal in La Paloma, so we decided to get a
bite to eat and see if we could find a grocery store. Happily, there was a big,
fancy, upscale store close by, and it had a cafeteria-style restaurant upstairs
called La Terraza. Well, La Terraza was very busy, and in our discombobulated
state of being, we were trying to figure out how the system worked when the
woman we were asking suggested we try a plate of rice mixed with multiple types
of meat, beans, veggies, and corn that also came with an arepa and a piece of pork skin… I think – comida
colombiana. Melting into putty in her hands, we let her serve us each way
too much of the rice plate filled with unknown meats, then Jamie needed help
finding the right Colombian bills to pay at the register (the exchange was
around 2,900 Colombian pesos per US dollar). The place was really noisy (we got
up and moved after identifying the nearby soda refrigerator as the source of
one of the loud noises), the meat and beans were way overcooked and dried out,
and we were too tired to mess around with trying to figure out what it was about
the little cornmeal cakes and the pork skins that had the woman so enthused, so
we just shoveled down what we could and then headed downstairs to check out the
grocery store. And, oh man, what a store! We would be
back later to peruse the aisles and bask in the glory of having so many choices
available, from the beer selection to the wall of coffee to the array of herbs
and spices from around the world to the wonderful variety of beautiful produce.
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Colombia,
connective imagery,
Latin America,
travel
15 May 2016
Reflections Upon Leaving Uruguay
After several days of
heavy rains, we were fortunate enough to have a sunny day on 20 April when we
cleaned ourselves out the doors of our little house in el campo outside of La Paloma, Rocha, Uruguay, settled up with
everyone we had sold or traded all our stuff to, said goodbye to our friends, and
took a taxi to the terminal to ride the bus to the airport and leave in the
early hours of 21 April, exactly seven years and a day after we left the United
States for South America.
I had been content to
live the simple life in Uruguay, making do with what we had. I loved the sound
of the chattering parrots in the trees all around us and of the waves of the
Atlantic Ocean hitting the shore in the distance. But it was hard for Jamie
there, as we were a couple of kilometers away from the center of town, while
the nearest beach was probably more than half a kilometer, and with the pain in
his feet and legs he has been suffering, he was pretty much limited to the
block of Barrio Parque that consisted
of our house at one corner and the little neighborhood store at the other, with
a trip to town requiring taxi rides there and back. We had been going out to
eat in town about once a week, to break up the monotony of my cooking (Was it
just me, or had the quality of the produce available around town been growing
continually more shitty as time went by?); but even that was getting old
because, other than the fancy, expensive
Bahia, the obvious choice for special occasions, the few restaurants that stayed
open throughout the year all served the same uninspired menu.
02 February 2016
The Big Deal about Big History
R.I.P. David Bowie (8 January 1947 – 10 January 2016)You are among the most creative, beautiful, and positively impactful human beings who ever lived! |
Edit: Before anyone gets their hopes up, please note that this article has absolutely nothing to do with David Bowie, except ever so subtly, at the very end. I just couldn't let his death go unacknowledged.
The brainchild of David Christian at Macquarie University in
Sydney, Australia, Big History
is all about connecting knowledge—which is right up my alley, with my whole
connectivity thing.
Big History is the story of everything. It’s a way of
looking at how reality as we know it developed from the beginning of time,
itself, that joins the theoretically modeled mechanical explanations used in
the physical sciences with the empirically based social science of history.
It’s a cosmological mapping of one historical continuum—an all-encompassing
origin story for the 21st century. It’s the unifying force of a single
narrative that says, “We are the universe looking back on itself.”
02 January 2016
A New Year's Jaunt
Dr. Albert Schweitzer | Image via Wikipedia |
Our House in Barrio Parque |
It’s 1 January 2016.
I’m in my house in Barrio Parque, La Paloma, Uruguay,
surrounded by Uruguayans who’ve come mostly from the departmental capital of
Rocha to flock to the beach while I continue with the day-to-day struggles of life. This barrio is over on the opposite side of Cabo
de Santa María from
where the center of La Paloma is located. We´re farther from the beaches—La
Aguada, Costa Azul, Antoniópolis, and Arachania—than we were
when we lived in town, so we don´t get over there too much. But I can always
hear the ocean from our second-floor balcony. I love the way that sometimes,
it´s the waves crashing on the beaches over on the far side of the cape,
sometimes it´s from the near side, and sometimes, I get it in surround sound.
And then there´s the night sky… We´re coming up on the time
of year when the Southern Cross shines right into my house after nightfall,
lighting my way up the stairs through the sliding glass door on the landing—how
awesome is that!
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Albert Schweitzer,
big history,
hope,
No Stranger To Strange Lands,
sustainable society,
travel
28 December 2014
Joaquín Torres García vs. Ayn Rand: A Unique Profile of the Uruguayan National Character
Another year has passed, during which I, unfortunately, have been too busy making the money I need to survive to engage in what I really love to do. Don’t get me wrong—I enjoy my current writing and editing work, and I am very thankful to have the opportunity to do it. But it takes up all my energy. Perhaps the new year will bring me to a place where I can once again do the writing that truly moves my spirit and feeds my soul.
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art & culture,
connective imagery,
connectivity,
Eduardo Galeano,
Joaquín Torres García,
José Mujica,
Latin America,
progressive v. regressive politics,
social healing,
Uruguay,
water
02 December 2013
Imagine: Religion as Social Reform - Reza Aslan, Iran, and Religious Faith
Reza Aslan
(photo by Larry D. Moore CC BY-SA 3.0)
|
La Paloma, Uruguay |
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Bill Moyers,
connective imagery,
connectivity,
cultural violence,
fundamentalism,
myths,
progressive v. regressive politics,
religion,
Reza Aslan,
West Asia
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