Life from Canada to Latin America, one word at a time.
This has been a week of hope and despair. On Wednesday, the ELN and the government announced the start of formal, public, peace talks and I got to call various spokespeople and ask them for statements on our radio show. On Thursday, I spent a couple of hours frantically trying to translate a public letter
When I used to sit on street corners in Mampujan and drink apple flavoured pink pop with my neighbours, the conversation sometimes turned to the months and years directly after the community’s displacement in 2000. People would tell me about multiple families living together in one classroom of the Maria la Baja school, poorer than
Español Ever since I decided to stay in Colombia for three more years, my life here has felt different and has taken on a permeance that I was not expecting, even as my visa remains in question. I made the choice to live here with eyes wide open to the reality of this place, in
Anna L. Vogt 