Jasmine Wanders

Parque El Salado in Envigado makes a great escape from the city and a good place for a budding photographer like me to practice some of the new techniques I’m learning in class.

My teacher thinks that I’m classist with some kind of superiority complex – do you agree?

Just another awkward question to ask a nomad.

When I was invited to watch Medellin’s local team, Nacional, versus one of their rivals, Cali, I decided to take up the offer. Of all the aspects of Latin American culture I’ve explored, futbol fever is one I’ve never bothered to plunge in to. Until now.

If you’re a regular visitor of my blog, you know that I’ve got some sort of sordid Colombian pueblo fetish…

I realized I was pretty much a freak show for writing such an intense letter to a country as if it were my lover. But the truth is, Colombia has had an powerful effect on me, and I owe it to her to publicize the truth here.

So was the salt cathedral trip worth it? If you’re a claustrophobic, satanic fan of pepper, you might want to stay away.

Maybe the idea was completely unrealistic to begin with? It’s possible I’ve watched Pay It Forward a few too many times.