Quito Street, life on the street

Life on the Streets in Ecuador

Seventeen Years Ago The cold night air seemed to reach to the bone and the boy’s entire body shivers. He shifts the cardboard underneath him. It does little to keep the night chill from encompassing him in a city at 8,000 feet above sea level. He watches as his breath, a frozen white mist, dissipates before

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Statue in San José Costa Rica

The Forgotten People

THE RED ZONE As we turned the corner into San Jose’s red zone, a woman with her eyes to the sky staggered toward us.  She wore years of hardship on her face and a hopelessness to her gait.  I’m sure the three older women that we were with could protect us.  At least they wanted to. 

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Ocean water from Uvita

Refugio Solté: In the Jungle

Read about our first week in the refugio here. The Spanish word Solté means let go.  In this refuge, you can let go of everything, including the sense of fashion as Trin did.  He has his shorts and shirt on inside out.  He is spray-painting the dining room chairs black with an air compressor. He’s been

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