Author: cia
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Jesus Antonio told me to look down and walk slowly right behind him. We were on Central Acropolis in Tikal and my guide was getting ready to show me his biggest surprise yet. Now, look up. I raised my head and was immediately in awe. We’ve been walking through Tikal National Park and we’ve seen…
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The knock was soft, but it woke me up. I pulled the curtains away from the door and peeked my head out, Gracias por la llamada.Thanks for the wake-up call. I started to walk away but the guy started to talk in halting English, Es eight o’clock. I turned to him and ask for the…
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The sound started off as a deep howl. I knew it was coming from the howler monkeys because I’ve heard the same haunting sound before in other parts of Central America and in the jungles of Palawan in the Philippines. I’ve even had to dodge shit thrown by a family of them in Nicaragua! It…
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In Caibarien, our room at Señora Virginia’s casa is occupied. She arranged for us to stay at her friend Señor Eladio’s house until the lone Italian tenant leaves Christmas day. Señora Virginia’s husband, Señor Osmany, reminded us that we should consider eating inside the casas for the rest of our stay in Caibarien because the…
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It’s only our third day in Cuba and we’ve already made plans to get out of Havana. We visited the primary school across from Aleida’s house to give the principal a few boxes of pencils, Crayons and coloring pens for the children. They were thankful, uttering Qué bueno as we told them about our impressions…
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We felt like we’ve had enough of Havana. So the next morning we woke up to our second omelette with sausages while Señor Paolo waited for us to finish eating. There’s bread and butter on the table. But there is no milk like yesterday. We didn’t ask and drank our coffee blacker than the sky…
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We step out of our casa particular in Vedado, a suburb of Havana, and immediately see what will become the familiar silhouette of Ernesto Che Gueverra. As expected, there are frequent reminders of Cuba’s history wherever you turn–inspirational quotes from Cuba’s national hero, José MartÃ, and dates of historical importance that most, if not all,…
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I’ve been manic the past few weeks–with the new job and all–and I’ve been feeling very blue and in need of alone time. There’s a whole lot of improvement to be made in order for me to go back to feeling like myself again, and a trip to Saugerties, New York, which took two years…
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56 MacDougal Street between Houston and Prince 212/254.8640 about $120 for four, with drinks, with tip ♥ 12 Chairs tastes so much better from the outside than inside. We were famished, but another restaurant around the area couldn’t accommodate four people for at least another hour. We walked down one of my favorite streets in…
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Whenever I tell people that I don’t like sweets, they give me a funny look. Most men think that any living female must like her chocolates and desserts. I really don’t. Sure, I have my cravings from time to time, but I’m more than happy to let you eat the rest of that cheesecake or…
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401 West 24th Street off Ninth Avenue 212/206.6900 $83 for two, with a lot of drinks, with tip ♥ ♥ Bar Jamon was the last loud and crowded bar I fell in-love with here in New York City. That was more than five years ago. I’ve been to many good bars since then, but only…
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As with my other worldly possessions, I get obsessed with kitchen and food-related items until I run them down. With Nigel Slater’s cookbook, I’ve marked a lot of the photos with scraps of paper to remind myself that there is another recipe that I must try. One of the best photographed dishes in the book…