Feasting Bats

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Sitting in a hammock on the second story balcony with a little Ron de Medellin watching the feasting bats silhouetted against the lights of the city in the valley below.


Surreal Nightclub Neighbors

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If there’s anything stranger to keep you up at night than a nearby nightclub blasting salsa music to a crowd of none, it’s the fake crowd sounds piped in over the music.


Conqueror.

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Killed two mosquitos with one swat. I would like a medal.


After first day of paragliding lessons.

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Fun day, still alive. Sitting on the couch with paragliding buddies watching Skyfall with some beers after dinner.

There are several cats here, one of whom, Alfredo, has a doppelg√§nger who comes in to steal his food when he’s not looking. Alfredo sits next to me watching bond, his tail flicking back and forth.


First Lesson

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1359653470.jpgI get back from my first lesson and plop down on the couch in fatigue, book in hand. A woman walks through the living room carrying a good-sized tortoise. Ok.

After watching some acro-paragliding videos, we figure out the logistics of going to town for groceries, then head back to the launch site for lunch. Sitting here now taking in the view and listening to the winds, too strong to fly in, before doing a little yoga to stave of the soreness I know I’m going to feel tonight.

Oh man, after the yoga I’m already feeling a bit better. Think I did a few sun salutations, but to be honest I just stretched whatever muscle hurt the most.

If there were a hammock next to the launch site, I would pass out before lunch is ready.

The ground work this morning was a lot of fun. I feel like I’m learning well – at the end of the morning lesson I just started feeling what an inflated parachute feels like at the end of my brake lines.