Chronicles of the Wayward Moot

WELCOME TO THE MOOT, oh world-wanderers and word-whisperers. After two years of Peace Corps. After 2,200 miles on the Pacific Crest Trail. What. Comes. Next?


Old man. Old iguana. Hard to decide who was crustier.

Roadster reminds us that she is a darn talented artist. Those are some sketches from her visit to Cuenca. (Roadster just got back home to the States after visiting Ecuador for a few weeks. She had arrived HERE after a stopover in New Zealand after working in Antarctica for six months. In the winter. That was her seventh continent in six years. SEVENTH. This woman is a legend in her spare time. And her dad is building a boat.

Funky butt-lovin? Nope. Just scaley leaf-chewin.

Guayaquil's Malecon 2000, the huge boardwark complex right on the Guayas river. While I do not like large cities, and Guayaquil is home to maybe 3 million Ecuadorians, this place was impressive in its own special way.

Banana Pirate takes photo of his once and future ship. That ship is the fastest hunk of junk in the galaxy? Hrmmmm.


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