We’re at bird camp
There was a knock on the door. I could still hear it even though I had earplugs. I rolled over and looked at my iPhone and with my middle-aged vision barely made out… Continue reading
There was a knock on the door. I could still hear it even though I had earplugs. I rolled over and looked at my iPhone and with my middle-aged vision barely made out… Continue reading
I was a little out of breath after climbing the metal stairs to the top of the 94-foot high tower. It was then when our guide Marcelo turned to us and asked, “You… Continue reading
Hoatzin. I just love saying it. You say it like it has a “W” in it. HWHATZIN! It’s odd looking. It makes a sound that reminded me of bagpipes filling up with air.… Continue reading