If walls could talk
I’ve always questioned graffiti. I didn’t understand it. It was always used to deface schools or public places with derogatory words. I never would have imagined how it could truly Continue Reading
Not so chilly in Chile – I had to…
For all of my friends back in the States, especially those that enduring the bomb cyclone – I’m sorry. Keep reading – maybe you’ll feel transported. My time in Santiago, Continue Reading