Don’t miss the final show of Huatulco’s 2019 Blues on the Beach season.As always, all profits of this show go to benefit Un Nuevo Amanecer.
Our headliner this show will be Huatulco’s favorite band leader, the always amazing David Rotundo.Toronto blues harpist David Rotundo has developed his own language of the blues. Rotundo is a songwriter who easily pulls inspiration from the world around him.Continue reading Blues on the Beach Valentine’s Concert→
This month most of the articles in The Eye relate to the theme “spiritual journeys.” Though I’m not entirely certain what a spiritual journey entails, I do know that, for readers, cracking the spine of a new book is the first step in an odyssey that can take us to clandestine places of the mind. Continue reading Familiar Faces, Fresh Creations: The New Books of 2019→
My alarm jars me from sleep at 4:30. I quickly dress and as I step into the courtyard, I feel the chill of the city that is still fast asleep. Here in Chiang Mai, Thailand, I have risen before dawn to travel to the base of Doi Suthep Mountain and climb the well-trodden route to the lost temple of Wat Pha Lat and up the mountain before sunrise. Continue reading Spiritual Journeys→
On Friday we rode five horses from the small mountain town of Magdalena to Pluma Hidalgo.We arrived at Rancho El Regalo in Coyula at about 8:30am and loaded the five horses into the truck.We then loaded all the saddles and gear into two more vehicles and proceeded to drive north of Santa Maria Huatulco to the road to Hagia Sophia.We unloaded the horses at a river crossing, saddled up and proceeded on a three-hour uphill ride.The road past Magdalena is passable by car, if you don’t much like your car; however, the scenery is spectacular.The climb is fairly gradual but never-ceasing, as Pluma is approximately 4000 ft above sea level.The change in flora and topography is amazing as trees are now several hundred feet tall, and the land now features steep ravines and three waterfalls. Continue reading Horsing Around→
The lack of confidentiality amongst native-born professionals in the city of Oaxaca, and likely in resort towns such as Huatulco and Puerto Escondido, is remarkable. Over the past two decades my wife and I have borne witness to the disheartening phenomenon on the part of lawyers, architects, financial institutions, medical doctors including specialists, accountants, and even the judiciary. Continue reading How’re Your Hemorrhoids Doing?→
Early last year, my husband Michael and I found ourselves in search of a new adventure. We had spent the last nine winter seasons living and travelling in South America using Cuenca, Ecuador, as our home base.As we do, every time we consider a move, we sat down to create a list of absolute musts, might be nice to haves and absolute no-no’s.We’ve grown too old to throw darts at a map! We have done this type of major move four times, plus this move here to Huatulco.Surprisingly it is getting better (or should I say – smoother?) with practice.If you ever hear me say – “Never again!”- don’t believe me!Some random thoughts on our first couple of months . . . Continue reading It’s Not All A Fairy Tale – It IS an Adventure!→
My wife, Donna, saw an article on Huatulco – What’s Up about the turtles at Playa de Escobilla and decided that we should go and see them. Playa de Escobilla Sanctuary is a waterfront sanctuary for sea turtles about 30 km east of Puerto Escondido and it is one of the world’s major nesting grounds for the Olive Ridley turtle (Tortuga golfina).Continue reading The Turtles of Escobilla→
When I was twelve years old, I had a small poster hanging in my room in Nyack, NY where I grew up.It was of a young girl talking to her horse before a race and the words underneath were, “I would give everything I have to be the lucky dog today.”As a Russian immigrant child, I had this same yearning for love, acceptance and approval.For years, I struggled and fought my way through life.Failure was not an option.Life was exhausting. Continue reading WALK DON’T RUN→
“Always remember, a cat looks down on man, a dog looks up to man, but a pig will look man right in the eye and see his equal.”
― Winston S. Churchill
I am really enamored with the idea of raising a pig. I would feed it green apples and then I would make bacon. There was a couple from Texas in my cooking class a few years ago and they told me that it was a rite of passage for their daughters to raise and slaughter a pig. While I love the idea of this I know that when the time came, I would falter and end up with a pet pig rather than pork belly. Continue reading Editor’s Letter→
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