There was a time I was being led down the garden path by the dulcet tones of greedy Nicaraguan land developers. Like a drunk come last call, whispering in the ear of a would be companion: "It's the next Costa Rica...Don't miss this opportunity...You can sell the land in 5...
(1) Comments | Posted December 31, 2012 | 5:34 PM
I am in a remote village on the Pacific coast of Colombia. One road leads in and out, extending as far as the next village. It is a thoroughfare for cocaine transportation -- processed deep in the jungle, transported up the coast, en-route to Panama -- a ruthless commodity akin...
(2) Comments | Posted January 31, 2013 | 3:30 PM