Have you ever looked at an old photograph and find yourself smiling over something that once seemed completely ordinary. It makes me wonder how many moments we're living right now, that will one day become

I continue my tour along this historic street in Cumaná, and arguably, in the Americas, given the city's origins. Descending from Cerro Quetepe along the northern route, we rejoin Sucre Street. Here, we

I loved storms, but that was before I lost my illusions in a black rain of bitterness.