But back to the farm. After we’d toured the rows of coffee and the sugarcane planted above, Geraldo still felt…
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Amigos and Orange Juice
Sunday, I went to visit Maira’s family’s coffee/sugar farm the next “town” over. After walking down the mountain, halfway up…
Relevance is Relative
Last Sunday I hitched a ride and took two buses to a see the locals play a futbol game in…
Everyone has a story
To ask someone to share stories of their life is a lot to ask, and it takes some semblance of…
Well, this is (still) awkward…
8 years ago, when I was 16, I left everything I knew in New Hampshire and went to live in…
You can’t fake it in the Jungle.
I’ve heard that the only places on earth unexplored by man lie deep under the ocean. I would argue that…
Finca Quijote, Turrialba, Costa Rica
Week one of my Latin American coffee odyssey: this is what it looks like on the ground. Sunday, I was…
Cuando el Cafe Habla (When Coffee Speaks): Stories from Caficultores
Humanity of Commodity: Working Project Rationale Everything has a story. No one of us, no moment of anyone’s life, fits…
