Journey to Jail, part one
I'm on parole. Theoretically, I could be in a Bolivian jail tomorrow evening.
Read MoreBolivian Exploration Plans (Uyuni!)
Katherine and I have tentative travel plans for exploring western Bolivia. We're looking at two weeks on the road (yes!). Backpacks, sweaters, and tasers in hand!
Read MoreProud to be an “Ugly American”
I am an American Gringa. Face it, I will foist my culture upon you ... Beware.
Read MoreHope and Halloween
Western culture can often translate in strange ways when brought to Bolivia. Halloween, for instance. Tonight is the 3rd of November, and this is when Bolivia celebrates Halloween. I’m sure there’s a very sensible reason for this, and I’m just not in the know — even if it’s as simple as bumping it to Monday night lets us all have an extra night off of work. What does puzzle me is the horn honking. Cars are honking their horns like mad tonight, and for all I can tell they’re trying to honk “Jingle Bells”. Jingle Bells for Halloween. Meanwhile, Tyson...
Read MoreHow to Bake Monkey Bread
A ridiculous amount of time has been spent baking this week. Breads with and without yeast (with is superior, apparently), plain breads, flavored breads, sweet breads.
Read MoreCitizen’s Arrest: Adventures in Bolivian Babysitting
7:40am I woke up to an extraordinarily loud “Screech! Chunk! Thud. CRASH!” from Simon Lopez, our busy city street. I run down the stairs to hear “Lorien! Camera!” and my siblings yelling, “The van! The van?” The crash was not our van, but instead a drunk driver crashing into one of our large metal gates. Juan, the drunk driver, had swept the side of his car into a tree by the road. He was driving so fast that he had enough momentum to go forward into a little parking lot off the street and swerve hard left. He crossed the raised cement and grass...
Read MoreAbout Lorien
I vote as a libertarian constitutionalist influenced by Hayek and Burke, and I think as an anarchist guided by the biblical principles of liberty. My government is strictly bound by the U.S. Constitution. I have fenced foil in a diaper-suit and run for political office in a skirt-suit, but my shoes were always fabulous. Both dreadful politics and inspiring design are likely to make me teary. and yes. I’m a tshirt ninja.
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