Saints, Sinners and Masons. A Trip into Colombia’s Heartland

“As they sailed down to the coast the river had grown more vast and solemn, like a swamp with no beginning or end, and the heat was so dense you could touch it with your hands.” Gabriel Garcia Marquez – The General in His Labyrinth. My chosen fighter lay breathing its last in the cement Read more about Saints, Sinners and Masons. A Trip into Colombia’s Heartland[…]

Colombia es la Gente

Coffee in place, good Colombian coffee, tipo exportacion, on my desk, I settle down to write a journal entry. Hopefully there’ll be no interruptions here in Mompós. And why should there be in this sleepy town that has captivated my imagination since 2007. Everything about Mompós is literary and almost as beckoning me to put Read more about Colombia es la Gente[…]

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