IV.II.I – Land of the Inca

IV.II.I LAND OF THE INCA Coming back from somewhere you thought you could never leave is always impossibly difficult; trying to come to terms with the fact that that routine is now over and things will never, ever feel that way ever again.  The same had happened when I came back from Colombia, Nepal and Hungary. This time round, despite […]

I.III.I.II – Flores: Day Two

FLORES I.III.I.II – DAY TWO 01/10/22 Admittedly, Belize left me a bit dry when it comes to Mayan ruins. Sure, there were Xunantunich and Cahal Pech, the ATM cave and the Marco Gonzales Archaeological Reserve (if one can actually count that), but, these totalled three days of excursions in three weeks. That’s it! Back in Mexico, visiting ruins was almost […]

IV.I.VIII – A Midsummer Night’s Dream

IV.I.VIII A MIDSUMMER NIGHT’S DREAM My time in Cambridge was mostly about medicine. In six weeks I had ample time to enjoy what the city and its surroundings had to offer. I can honestly say I have the fondest memories of that place. I had adventures to my heart’s content, and gained enough knowledge to my mind’s desires. It was […]

I.III.I.I – Flores: Day One

FLORES I.III.I.I – DAY ONE 30/09/22 It was time to cross yet another border. Always, every time, unfailingly, I’m a friggin wreck. When the time approaches, I feel my heart thumping like crazy – as if suddenly I’m this criminal who’s trying to run away from another country, as if my bag is full of explosives and weapons. I had […]

IV.I.VII – The Brightest Month

IV.I.VII THE BRIGHTEST MONTH A few months before enrolling into my penultimate year, Momma Bear and I had applied for a medical elective in the UK as part of a programme offered by the University of Cambridge.  Somehow, some way, we both got accepted into the same programme. Of course, this was no valorous feat. Applications are on a first come […]

IV.I.VI – The Blackest Day

IV.I.VI THE BLACKEST DAY Three words; “I love you”. Just three words.  Three words so simple that they’re usually part of an infant’s jargon. Put a monkey on a typewrite and it’s bound to spell them out eventually. Three simple words. I’ve been known to speak at an alarming rate of WPMs. I’m talking Lorelai Gilmore or someone who’s on […]

IV.I.V – Shades of Cool

IV.I.V SHADES OF COOL Things with Alex were very… different. Probably because he was different than what I was used to. Very bohemian and alternative – but not at all forced or fake, just the way he is. I don’t know what it was about him that drove me so crazy and wild.  And it wasn’t just him, his face or his […]

I.II.VII.II – San Ignacio: Day Two

SAN IGNACIO I.II.VII.II – DAY TWO 28/09/22 Something I failed to mention about Roy is that he doesn’t swim. After two swimming-related deaths in his family, he’s remained apprehensive about swimming in areas where his feet don’t touch ground – rightfully so. Which meant we’d spend our penultimate day together apart, having had already booked a tour to the Actun […]