Milagro, Trujillo, Peru. In what I hope was not a deliberate act of irony, the barrio’s name means miracle. It’s hot and dusty and dry, and I’m reminded of my first trip outside of Lima, to discover to my surprise that much of Peru’s coastal region was featureless sandy desert. I’m with Leander, Helen and [...]
The most beautiful shots of “El Perro del Hortelano” are of the river, and the cameras repeatedly, inevitably return to it. From the first, haunting scene as laughing indigenous children launch themselves into the brown water, to Angie’s water nymph-like pose by the waterfall, life in the communities of the film resolves around the life-sustaining [...]
Ugh. I hate this room. If I don’t wake up to the sun on my face it takes me an age to get going. And it’s so cold out here in the casita, the little laundry shed that will soon be knocked down to make way for our new hostel bar. The sooner the better, [...]
and yes, meeting up for a drink would be awesome! And I know!! I’m such a...
