At 63, I've learned that the most exhilarating adventures often begin where the pavement ends. The transition from Santiago's sophisticated urban landscape to the majestic Andes happens with such dram...
There's something about standing in the shadow of the Andes that makes you feel both incredibly small and wonderfully alive. At 63, I've paraglided over five continents and dived in countless seas, bu...
At 63, I've discovered that some of life's most profound adventures come with the smallest price tags. Southern Laos—specifically Pakse and the Bolaven Plateau—exemplifies this perfectly. This region...
The first time I visited Chile in my early fifties, I made the classic tourist mistake of never venturing beyond Santiago's polished streets. But last fall, while planning my third Chilean adventure,...
The moment my feet touched Valparaíso's cobblestone streets, I knew this wasn't going to be an ordinary culinary adventure. At 63, I've developed what my daughter calls a 'sophisticated palate with a...
The morning mist clung to the foothills of Cerro Ñielol as I sipped mate from a hand-carved wooden cup, the earthy aroma transporting me to a place where time moves differently. At 63, I've paraglided...