Whilst writing, walking and rehearsing in Bogota, found this gem by Colombian poet Rafael Pombo (1833-1912) just waiting to be turned into a song. The Poor Old Lady Once upon a time there was an old lady With nothing to
Avianca Flight AV8371 did not leave the ground, so this little piggy did not fly to Quito to tell tales at Colegio Terranova. Because of violent protests against the government,the president has fled the city and a two month State
Sabah prised the leech from her leg and stabbed it with a stick. She spat on the wound of tiny teeth marks and was about to return to her jungle home, when she felt a grip tightening around her waist.
All three of us were hoping for free flights for life but when the captured cockroach was presented to the lugubrious steward he quipped, “It’s not mine.” As he whisked it away he offered, “This is a delicacy in China.”
I asked tour manager Blas to ask Francisco if there are any good stories to be found in Querataro. There are many, was the reply. We parked up by the station and here are the basic versions recounted. Tale 1
Marigolds aka Cempasuchil or, in the Nahuatl language – Cempazuchtli , are the symbolic flowers for the Days of the Dead celebrations here in Mexico. The scent and colour of these vibrant flowers guide the spirits of departed ones towards
Another story right under my nose. So there we are, Blas and I, halfway through the DreamOn Productions Mexican Tour 2018 when we realise we’re staying a hop, skip and a jump from where Jack Kerouac, William Burroughs and
The Legend of Popocatepetl and Iztaccihuatl On a clear day, the towering white peaks of the legendary Popocatepetl and Iztaccihuatl volcanoes can be seen from the great metropolis of Mexico City. Rising beyond 17,000 feet in elevation, these two majestic